The Animals of Farthing Wood

Here that my long-tailed beauty is, the places are good as ours.

Despite all our efforts, the rats were steadily gaining ground.

It was difficult to see what we could do to stop them.

If only the weasels hadn't left the park, things might have been different.

Their search for a new home had led them directly into the path of terrible danger.

Why are you sharply all-tateful?

If we're a tech, while cats again or any kind of monster, I'll be ready.

Do you all look as vicious as a stout?

Oh, come on, get down!

Help! Help!

Are you quite finished?

Oh, your goal is the best weasel ever.

There's no short taste.

It's spat!

What did I think it was a fish?

No! It did, it spat!

Never did, did I tell you!

Oh, this is easily the best place I've found so far.

I found it!

I told you we'd look.

Well, I'll say this, no wild cats.

Kick.

No donkeys?

Kick. No gooses.

Yes, weasels.

Oh, now get off!

Hello, Rolo.

You always managed to find us.

We're amazing. What a nose you must have.

Oh, my nose isn't so good. It's not really.

It's just that weasels are smellier than old cheese.

You're easy peasy to find.

Did I say the wrong thing?

Oh!

I'll only ever say this once, Rolo.

Bet you're a...

You're an excellent, weasel dog.

Oh, how wonderful!

Hmm.

Isn't life wonderful?

I can't imagine bringing up my little ones in that dreadful white deer park.

Cooped up all the time.

Always someone complaining about your behaviour.

No, we'll never go back there again.

There is nothing like a weasel.

I enjoy being a weasel.

It's bad. Never did.

Hello, Dash, my e.

I brought a friend to cheer you up.

A rat never cheered up anybody.

Quite the opposite.

I'm not a rat. He's not, you know.

I'm a long-tailed person.

It's official. Foxes, so.

You're the ratiest rat face rat that ever squeaked.

I've got whiskers, same as you.

He didn't bring me along to cheer you up anyway.

I'm just here for moral support, aren't I, matey?

He brought him to cheer you up.

Oh, hello, Herko.

Hello, hairy friend. Can I help?

You're kind.

Very, very kind to bother yourself with a miserable little hair, right here.

I'm not as kind as you think, actually.

I've been hiding from my moral friend all morning.

It's it's it's unkind, I know.

But he inner-teach me more all the time.

She's been here for days, moping about plucky.

Nothing's the same here without him.

He was my best friend.

We had races.

The fleet is to foxes, he was.

Herko, let's have a race.

What? Me?

Well, and.

Snowy-use.

I just can't run any faster than trees.

Go on then. Cheer her up. Go, something.

I don't usually do anything.

I just stand about being kind.

It usually has some effect.

Here it is, I've been some effect.

You're quite right, Herko.

Am I?

What's the use sitting here crying my eyes out and doing nothing?

If I want to see plucky again, I have to do something about it.

And this is what I'll do.

I'll let the same thing happen to me, but happen to him.

I let the humans capture me.

No, matey, that's a daft idea.

Daft?

Inadvaisable, I think.

They'll put me in a box and take me where they took him.

I bet they will.

Yeah.

Where'd she go?

Don't be daft, daft, matey.

Come back, matey.

Thank you.

Oh dear.

What?

Oops, sorry, matey.

I'm not your work.

Outrageous, dude.

We were sleeping.

Adder, you've got to help.

It's Dash.

The humans dare self-captured to find plucky.

Happening now.

Did you understand that?

I don't know how old, but yes.

So did I.

And I couldn't care less.

Look here, Adder.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

You should care.

Here's me teaching my mate spike here.

All about the principles of the animals a father would.

Sorry, I'm sure.

But there's not enough fathering wood animals left to care about.

There's me for a star.

Oh, you're as bad as that snooty old owl.

Where's?

Ow.

Yes, Ow.

My old friend Ow.

I do miss her.

Look, cinemas.

I'm becoming emotional.

Can you tell?

Nero?

Yes, if she were back again.

I might feel otherwise.

I'm sure I would.

Cool.

Cool.

Get back inside the tree.

But...

Get back inside.

I just want it to...

Inside.

How sad.

How very sad.

I'd be love you.

So you keep saying.

You're upset.

I can tell.

I'm very sensitive for work.

Cool.

I'll comfort you, shall I?

Well, actually, I am a bit upset.

This place here, I'm all as sure.

It's farthing wood.

My original home.

But the humans have covered it in their hatches.

This is the last tree left.

And it's like me.

Old and tattered.

Oh, no.

Go!

You're a wonderful specimen of a owl.

Thank you.

No.

This can't be farthing wood.

It can't be.

It can't be.

Will you stop following me?

I love you.

Caw.

Sanctuary.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Please go away.

I adore you.

Oh.

You and Strangler worm, why don't you?

I'll only.

I'll just be here, sleeping.

You know where to find me.

I'll sleep during the day, you know.

Sure.

I'll go find a worm that's strangled in.

Please do.

Strangler worm.

Farthing wood.

You're a nice big male, aren't you?

Psst.

Psst.

You, bird, psst.

Just for what I tell you about the cat, they've got one.

Have they indeed?

Goodbye.

Yes, we're off.

Do excuse me, but I am trying to sleep.

Don't worry.

I'll vote about a place.

An animal sanctuary, where the rats are taking over.

It's going to be a regular rat paradise, apparently.

I'm a rat, you know.

Please yourself.