"Well, I never, in all my born days, saw a sight like that!" exclaimed Grandma.
"Nor I," said Mother. "Isn't it wonderful!"
Sonny Boy took his hand down from his mouth.
"I—I guess, Mother," he said, as he saw Uncle Wiggily jump over his crutch in a most happy fashion, "I guess I'll go to the dentist, and have him stop my toothache!"
"Hurray!" softly cried Uncle Wiggily, who heard what the boy said. "This is just what I wanted to happen, Dr. Possum! Our little lesson is over. Now we may go!"
Away hopped the bunny, to tell Nurse Jane about the strange adventure, and Dr. Possum, with his bag of powders and pills on his tail, where he always carried it, shuffled back to his office.
Sonny Boy went to the dentist's, and soon his tooth was fixed so it would not ache again. He hardly felt at all what the dentist did to him.
"I—I didn't know how easy it was 'till I saw the rabbit have his tooth pulled," said the boy to the dentist.
"Hum," said the dentist, noncommittal-like, "some rabbits are very funny!"
And if the puppy dog doesn't waggle his tail so hard that he knocks over the milk bottle when it's trying to slide down the doormat, I shall have the pleasure, next, of telling you the story of Uncle Wiggily and the freckled girl.