were the most wonderful performance he had 
ever seen. 
He seldom complained of the squirrels’ be- 
havior; his admiration for their ability to spm 
that wheel seemed to hold him fascinated and to 
rob him of any desire to quarrel with them. But 
for the raccoon and the owl he entertained no 
such sentiments. They were quite unnecessary 
for his happiness, and in fact he soon disliked 
them so heartily that often he must have wished 
them out of sight. 
On one occasion—I believe it was the morning 
when Howard first let him loose to go around as 
he pleased—he flew upon the shelf in front of 
the owl’s cage for a better look at this bundle of 
feathers sitting so still on its perch. This closer 
inspection did not increase his regard for the 
owl, and he immediately began to express his 
resentment by a series of shouts. He cawed and 
cawed until he worked himself up into a perfect 
frenzy of excitement while the old owl merely 
sat and blinked his big yellow eyes. Jim Crow 
discovered a piece of fresh meat lying on the floor 
of the cage just inside of the wire. Darting 
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