"Woodchucks!" said Spot. "This burrow is full of them."
"Are you sure?" Mr. Crow inquired.
"I chased eight of them home," Spot explained.
"That's odd," said Mr. Crow. "There have been only three living here lately. And they don't live here any more."
"They don't!" Spot cried.
"No!" Mr. Crow told him. "They moved this afternoon."
Old dog Spot sprang to his feet.
"Where did they go?" he demanded.
"Ah!" Mr. Crow croaked. "That's telling." And he would say no more.
Then Spot went back to the farmyard.