Then Aunt Lu saw the tin can tied to the yellow dog's tail, and she cried out:
"Oh, what a shame! Who did that?"
"We didn't!" Bunny answered quickly.
"Oh, of course not! I know you wouldn't do such a thing," returned his aunt. "Here, little dog, I'll cut it off for you," and she took her scissors out of her apron pocket, for she had been sewing just before coming out to look at the lemonade stand. "I'll cut it off for you," said Aunt Lu.
"Oh, don't cut off his tail!" begged Sue.
"Of course not!" laughed Aunt Lu. "I meant I'd cut off the tin can. You poor little doggie! No wonder you were frightened. And now tell me all how it happened," she went on, as she snipped, with her scissors, the string around the little yellow dog's tail. He seemed very happy to be free of the tin can.
"Well, it just happened—that's all," said Bunny. "He ran into our lemonade stand, and upset it."
"But I guess he didn't mean to," remarked Sue, who had, by this time, found her real doll in the long grass.
"No, he was so scared that he didn't know where he was running," decided Aunt Lu. "Well, now I'll help you pick things up, and then you had better come to the house. Haven't you sold enough lemonade for one day?"
"I guess so," answered Bunny.