"Oh, Billie! The very chap I wanted!" laughed Uncle Wiggily. "Let me take your roller skates for the golden wolf! And you too, Nan!"
"With pleasure," bleated Billie, shaking his horns. "I'll help you fasten them on."
"Will the wolf bite?" asked Nannie, a bit timidly.
"Of course not!" laughed Uncle Wiggily.
So the roller skates were fastened on the paws of the golden, wooden wolf, and then, with a bit of wild grape vine for a rope, the gilded animal from the Red Riding Hood circus wagon was dragged through the woods to Uncle Wiggily's bungalow.
There the savage creature, who couldn't bite even a lollypop stick, was placed in the hall near the front door.
"Our friends will think us quite stylish like and proper," said Uncle Wiggily, admiring the wolf ornament.
"Yes," agreed Nurse Jane. "As long as it doesn't scare any of the animal children it will be all right."
But the animal children soon learned that the wolf was only made of gilded wood, and though his mouth was widely open, showing his sharp teeth, he could never, never bite them.
One day, about a week after he had brought the gilded wolf to his bungalow, Uncle Wiggily was home all alone. Nurse Jane had gone to the movies, with Mrs. Wibblewobble, the duck lady, and the bunny gentleman was just thinking of going to look for an adventure, or a piece of pie in the pantry, when, all of a sudden, there came a knock at his door.