Pigaroo settled down quietly next to his mother, but all the time he
was thinking. What could he do all night? It should be something
important, but what?
 Pigaroo just couldn't think of anything. Soon Mama Pig was snoring quite loudly and Pigaroo stole out of the pigsty and headed off down the path. He trotted along until he came to the meadow. He looked all around him and then up at the sky. |
