So Reddy curled up to sleep . Hardly had his eyes closed when he began to dream . You see , he had been thinking so hard about those fat hens , and he was so hungry for one of them , that right away he began to dream of fat hens . It was a beautiful dream . At least , it was a beautiful dream to Reddy . Fat hens were all about him . They were so fat that they could hardly walk . Not only were they fat , but they seemed to think that their one object in life was to fill the stomachs of hungry foxes , for they just stood about waiting to be caught . Never in all his life had Reddy Fox known anything so wonderful as was that dream . There were no dogs to worry him . There were no hunters with dreadful guns . All he had to do was to reach out and help himself to as many fat hens as he wanted . He ate and ate and ate , all in his dream , you know , and when he could eat no more he started for home . When he started for home the fat hens that were left started along with him . He led a procession of fat hens straight over to his home in the Old Pasture . Just imagine how Reddy felt when at last he awoke and there was not so much as a feather from a fat hen anywhere about , while his stomach fairly ached with emptiness . CHAPTER XXIX REDDY TRIES TO AROUSE BLACKY 'S PITY Trust a Fox only as far as you can see him , and lock the chickens up before you do that . Bowser the Hound . All the next night , as Reddy Fox hunted and hunted for something to eat , he kept thinking of that dream of fat hens , and he kept wondering how he could get Blacky the Crow to tell him just where that farm with fat hens was . Blacky on his part had spent a whole day wondering how he could induce Reddy Fox to make that long journey over to where Bowser the Hound was a prisoner of kindness .
Blacky was smart enough to know that if he seemed too anxious for XXXXX to make that long journey , Reddy would at once suspect something .
BLACKY Bowser Crow Fox Pasture Reddy day foxes left night