So they said good-by to the mamma robin, and away the pussy and Uncle
Wiggily went, over the hills and down the dales through the woods and over
little brooks.
Pretty soon they came to a place in the woods where there were a whole
lot of flowers nodding their heads in the wind, and it was such a pretty
place that Uncle Wiggily and the pussy stayed there a little while. And in
about a minute they heard something flying through the bushes and out flew
that same cowbird, and she laughed just as hard as she could laugh, as she
passed along.
"Somebody is going to be surprised!" cried the cowbird and she fluttered
her wings at the rabbit and the kittie, and then she hid herself off in
the woods.
"I wonder what she means?" asked the pussy.
"I'm sure I don't know," replied the rabbit. "But did you notice that she
didn't have her eggs with her?"
"Sure enough!" exclaimed the pussy. "She must have left them in some other
bird's nest."
"Well, we had better keep on, for it is getting late," spoke Uncle
Wiggily, "and I want to find your clothespin house for you."
On they hurried through the trees, and pretty soon--Oh, I guess about as
long as it takes you to eat a stick of peppermint candy--they suddenly
came to the pussy's clothespin house.
"Oh, here's where I live!" she cried.
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