Chubby came home a little late.
He had the big knife in his hand.
“Where did you take the knife?” Papa deer asked.
“To cut some branches” Chubby said.
“Fox mama wanted some sticks for her plant nursery” he added.
Papa deer looked at him sharply.
He took the knife from Chubby.
“Go and have a bath” Mama Deer told Chubby.
Chubby collected his towel and clothes.
He walked out of the house.
Papa Deer kept observing the knife.
He turned to Mama Deer.
“Where do you usually keep this big knife” he asked.
Papa Deer had forgotten about it.
“In the rack above the kitchen table” Mama Deer replied.
Papa Deer went into the kitchen.
Mama Deer followed him.