"And it tastes as delicious as it looks," went on the bunny. "I know Nurse Jane's pies. Take a bite!"
The horse did. One bit was all that was needed to enable him to eat the whole pie, for it was only rabbit size, of course, not as large as the pies your mother bakes.
"Um!" said the horse, as the red cherry juice ran down his lips. "That was a good pie! I could eat more!"
"I'm sorry, but that's the only one I have," spoke Uncle Wiggily. "Nurse Jane has gone to get mine, that she put in the cupboard, to give to Grandpa Goosey. But to-morrow I'll have her bake you a large pie."
Just then Nurse Jane came along, with the other pie in the basket, and Uncle Wiggily said:
"The horse ate that cherry pie, Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy, and liked it very much. I have told him you'd bake him a larger one."
"Well, I s'pose I can," said the muskrat lady, looking at Uncle Wiggily in a funny way. "I s'pose I can."
"You are very kind," neighed the horse. "If I could only do you some favor——"
But just then, all of a sudden, out from behind a bush jumped the bad old Woozie Wolf.
"Ah ha!" howled the Wolf. "This is the time I have caught Nurse Jane as well as Uncle Wiggily. I shall have four ears to nibble to-day!" and he looked hungrily at the bunny and muskrat lady.