"I can jump as high as that and higher," roared the Cow through the window. "I can jump over the moon."
"All right, old girl, do it then," said the little Dog, skipping out into the yard, when the moon was shining in all her splendour, and reflected round and bright in the cow-tub.
"Hey, diddle, diddle!" squeaked the Fiddle, louder and more contemptuously than ever.
"Me-ow!" shrieked the Cat on an even higher note. They played and sang more vigorously than before.
"Over the moon you go!" shouted the little Dog to the Cow.
She tossed up her heels, and springing high into the air jumped over the cow-tub, wherein shone the moon's reflection as round and bright as the moon itself. The little Dog nearly split his sides with laughing. "Ha! ha! ha! that's a good joke," he said. "You had me there nicely," and he and the Cow started jumping about together all over the yard.
The Cat and the Fiddle squeaked louder.
The Cow and the little Dog jigged higher and higher. Never was heard such a noise!
The Dish jumped off the table with a thud.
"Spoon, my love," he whispered, "the moment has arrived. The little Dog has left the door open. Fly with me."