Hoppy Toad hopped off through the woods toward the pond just beyond the entrance to the woods, thinking he might find Dr. Pheasant there. Sure enough he did.
“Doctor,” said Hoppy Toad. “There is a woodpecker in the woods with a lame wing. She can’t fly. Can you help her?”
“I guess I can, Hoppy Toad,” said Dr. Pheasant, “Lead me to her.”
Hoppy Toad hopped through the woods, followed by Dr. Pheasant, until the spot where Sally Woodpecker was lying was reached.
“I’ve brought Dr. Pheasant to fix your wing, Sally Woodpecker,” said Hoppy Toad.
“That is really kind of you,” said Sally.
Dr. Pheasant looked at the lame wing and said, “I can fix it, all right.”
In a few minutes Sally Woodpecker’s wing was fixed so that she could fly again.
“I’m thankful to you, Dr. Pheasant, for fixing my wing, and I want to thank you also, Hoppy Toad, for your kindness in getting a doctor.”