So one afternoon when his mother was taking her nap
with her snout buried in the cool, wet mud, Pigaroo sneaked out of the
pigsty and started off to find himself a new place to live.He ran over to his friend Duckling's nest just as fast as his fat little legs could carry him. "Hello, Duckling," Pigaroo said, "can I come live with you?" "Sure," said Duckling, "come on in." Pigaroo climbed into Duckling's nest. There was hardly enough room for him to squeeze in, and the rough straw tickled his snout. |
