Publisher's Synopsis
Peabody Jones the young colourful owl stretched, yawned more than he really needed to and then coughed three times to clear his throat and when he was ready he said, '.......' nothing because it was nothing that came out so he tried again and again and still nothing came out. 'Oh my goodness, ' he said, 'now what will I do because all tawny owls are supposed to be able to say to wit to woo first thing in the morning, aren't they?' 'Aren't they?' he repeated but there wasn't anyone there to answer his question and there should have been so where were they
