When noon came all the sheep had eaten enough. So they lay down quietly in the cool shade of some old oak trees. Little Bo-peep lay down too, with her good shepherd dog beside her.
How cool and still it was there! Little Bo-peep could hear only the gentle rustling of the leaves overhead. She could feel only the soft wind on her cheek.
The wind blew more and more softly; the leaves rustled more and more gently. Soon little Bo-peep was fast asleep.
“Bo-peep, Bo-peep, where are you?”
“Bow-wow, bow-wow, bow-wow-wow!”
“Bo-peep, Bo-peep!”
Little Bo-peep awoke with a start. She sat upright, her eyes wide open. Not a sheep could she see. Her dog was not beside her. It was dark; the stars were twinkling overhead. How frightened the little shepherdess was!
“Bow-wow!”