They were going to the brook to have a swim.
"That was a fine rain," Mrs. Duck called to Bunny.
"Just see how the flowers hold up their heads."
But Bunny did not look at the flowers. He could not see why anything liked to be wet.
"That was a fine rain," said Mrs. Duck, again. "That was a fine rain."
"Perhaps it was," said Bunny. "But I like best to have the sun shine."
And then, without saying another word, Bunny hopped off home.
Mrs. Duck and the little ducks went to the brook to have a swim in the fresh water.
And Robin Redbreast took a bath in the puddle under the oak tree.