“It was a hen,” said mama. “She was not chasing you, she was only going to the other side of the road.”
“Oh, mama, what was the white thing that nipped me?” “It was a goose. You should always keep away from them.”
the little pink pig runs home to his mother.
“Oh, mama, this is a big world, and there are lots of funny things in it.”
“Yes,” said mama. “That is why it is best for little pigs not to go out on the big road till they know more. You need not be afraid of anything if you know what it is. You have learned a great deal today for such a little pig, but if you are patient and wait till I teach you, you will not have such a hard time. We shall walk out every day, and I will teach you how a little pig can take care of himself all the time.” Then she put the little pig in the wash-tub, for he was all covered with mud, and washed him nicely—and before long he was the little pink pig again.
“Oh, Mama!” cried Fuzzy Wuz, running into the burrow where her mother lay dozing, “may I go walking with Chatter Chuk?”