“S.O.S. Please come quick!”
“S.O.S. Please come quick,
Policeman Dog, with your hickory stick!”
shouted the bunny boy.
Then brave Uncle Lucky held the door tight shut with his strong hind legs while the little rabbit peeped out through a knothole.
“Is he coming? Is he coming?” asked the anxious old gentleman rabbit, still holding the door tightly closed with his strong hind legs.
“Maybe I can see him with my left eye,” answered the little rabbit, again squinting through the knothole. “Here he comes! Here he comes!”
Sure enough, the big kind Policeman Dog in his long blue coat with its big silver star was running swiftly across the Sunny Meadow.
“Here, I am!” he shouted, waving his hickory stick and blowing his big shrill whistle.
No sooner did Danny Fox hear that whistle than he ran through the Shady Forest.