But now I'm home, and I'm glad of it," and she just
kissed Uncle Wiggily on the tip end of his nose, that twinkled like a star
on a frosty night.
So that's how Snowball was lost and found, and I'm going to tell you about
Uncle Wiggily and the sunflower, that is if the sunfish doesn't spread the
butter too thick on the baby's bread with his tail and make her slide out
of her high chair.
STORY XVII
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE SUNFLOWER
Mrs. Cat and her daughter Snowball liked Uncle Wiggily so much that they
wanted him to stay with them a long time.
"You can build yourself a nice little corncob house next to ours," said
Snowball, "and live in it; and you can tell me a story every night."
"Oh, but rabbits live underground, and not in corncob houses, though such
houses are very nice," said Uncle Wiggily. "I guess I'll have to be
traveling on."
"If you stay, I'll bake you a cherry pie every day," said Mrs. Cat. "And
you can help find Snowball when she gets lost again."
"Cherry pie is very good, and you are very kind," said the rabbit
politely, "but I have my fortune to find."
"Well, if you can't stay you can't, I s'pose," said Snowball; "but I'm
never going to get lost again," and she put her little nose down deep
inside a water lily and smelled it, and oh, how sweet and spicy it
smelled!
So Uncle Wiggily got ready to start off on his travels again, and in his
satchel he put a whole cherry pie that Mrs.
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