Now all that he had to do was to eat the honey as fast as the honeybees made it.
That seemed easy enough. Um-m, how he loved that honey!
But soon he found out that bees are very busy and very thrifty little things.
Oh, how very, very busy they kept him trying to eat all the honey they made!
Each day his stomach was getting larger and larger. How much farther could it stretch?
Then, “Whizz!” he woke up with a start.
“I thought so! I thought so!” he said to himself, as he placed his paws on his stomach and rolled up his eyes.
But, no, his stomach hadn’t exploded at all. He could feel that.
Besides, there was an arrow lying right beside him. The arrow must have hit him.