Last night was the bi-annual Forest Safety Awareness Meeting which is HELL for a Public Service Fox, because I am in charge of everything and logistics is crazy. There are so many nit-pickers in this neck of the woods. Mike Bear wanted to hold it at his cave, and that was okay for awhile, but then the Salmon Family began to complain because they wouldn't be able to attend. So we moved it to the river, which was good for the Beavers and Otters too, but of course the Snakes were pissed and The Mountain Lion, Candy, didn't want anything to do with a meeting so near a body of water (not that anybody cares if she shows up anyway). So we moved it to a clearing near the river, where the Snakes were safe and dry but the Salmon could still hear. And then the time. All the nocturnal animals wanted it in the evening, the birds all wanted it early morning, and Lewis and his friends all wanted it at mid-day. We had it at three pm. It was pretty much arbitrary. Nancy ended up not going though, the light hurt her eyes too bad.

We covered safety in the woods to prevent falls and accidents, the dangers of unrestrained grazing or foraging, the importance of having an earth friendly nest or cave, and a bunch of other stuff specific to the animal group (the Snakes had a seminar on looking before you bite, for example).

I've been working on this for a while, and it turned out all right, I guess, but really, I wish the birds wouldn't put up such a fuss when I bring my lunch to meetings. It's not like they knew that Canary.