"Oh, how dreadful!" cried Mamma Littletail.
In a little while Sammie came back with Dr. Possum.
"Ha! This is bad business," spoke the long-tailed doctor, when he looked at Uncle Wiggily Longears's leg. "I fear I shall have to operate."
"Anything, so you get the shot out," said the old rabbit.
So Dr. Possum tried to get the leaden pellets out, but he could not, they were in so deep.
"This is very bad business, indeed," he went on. "I fear I shall have to take your leg off."
"Will it hurt?" asked Uncle Wiggily Longears.
"Um-er-well, not very much," said the doctor, as he twirled his glasses on his tail.