“Curly-Tails,” said Trot.
They soon went merrily to bed.
All this time Three Little Foxes wearing three pairs of mittens were dancing merrily in the moonlight.
The Little Old Man of the Fire sang,
“Oh Three Little Kittens, oh Three Little Kittens,
I fear me, the Foxes are wearing your mittens.”
“You mean squirrels,” said Dot and Tot sleepily.
“You mean Curly-Tails,” said Trot.
The Little Old Man of the Fire sang his song, but I don’t know what he knew about the matter.