It was a beautiful day in the mountains.The sun was playing hide--andseek among the fluffy,floating clouds,and the air was soft and warm.
Bobo,the good little man of the mountains,was waiting for the birds and animals to come.To come for what do you suppose?To come for food--because at the door of his mountain cave,Bobo had many good things for them to eat.
He had nut cakes for the fuzzy tailed squirrels.
He had seed puddings for the pretty fluttering birds.
He had cabbage salads for the long--eared rabbits.
He had tiny cheeses--no bigger than cherries--and these were for the little mice.
Now on this beautiful sunny day,there came a Funny Thing which Bobo had never seen before.It looked something like a dog and also a little like a giraffe,and from the top of its head to the tip of its curled tail,there was a row of beautiful blue points.
"Good morning,"said Bobo."And what kind of an animal are you?"
"I'm not an animal,"said the Funny Thing."I'm an aminal!"
Bobo was about to say that there was no such word as aminal ,when the Funny Thing looked around fiercely and cried,"And what have you for a hungry aminal to eat?"
"Oh,"said Bobo,"here are some lovely nut cakes."
