Is scared as scared can be.
CHAPTER VII
Now, what do you suppose Mother Bunny was going to do? She was going to find Mr. Owl, who is the wisest creature in the woods. And why was she going to find Mr. Owl? Because she wanted to ask him how to stop Bunny Cotton-Tail from running away.
Mr. Owl was at home, as usual, sitting on a branch of an old pine-tree. When Mother Cotton-Tail told her story, he blinked his round eyes and turned his head all the way around to hide a smile. He had heard of Bunny Cotton-Tail before.
Mr. Owl did not talk very much; wise people never do. So he answered Mother Cotton-Tail with two words: “Mr. Fox.”
Mother Cotton-Tail did not see what that meant, but Mr. Owl had no more to say, so she started slowly homeward.
On the way home she passed Mr. Fox’s den. There she saw an old overcoat of his out on the line. Then, whisk! jump! as quick as a wink she had that overcoat down from the line, and was off, carrying it over her shoulder.
When she was safely away from Mr. Fox’s den, she crept into the coat, though it was much too big, and doubled her ears up neatly inside his cap.
She looked ahead of her, and what did she see, coming down the road, but a little rabbit—a naughty, run-away little rabbit? She knew at once that it was her own Bunny.
Mother Cotton-Tail stood very still in the shadow of a tree, and when Bunny came by, she whisked out, and took him in her arms and started straight for Mr. Fox’s den.