Chapter 6

Uncle Wiggily climbed up the ladder to gather eggs, thinking he was helping Uncle Butter, when, all of a sudden a lot of black crows came flying through the air. “Caw! Caw! Caw!” cried the crows. “Please leave our eggs alone, Uncle Wiggily!” And they flew at the bunny gentleman so hard that he had to hold his paws over his ears to save his souse. “Oh, excuse me!” said the bunny to the crows. “I did not mean to take your eggs. I thought these were high hens’ eggs.”

Uncle Wiggily climbed up the ladder to gather eggs, thinking he was helping Uncle Butter, when, all of a sudden a lot of black crows came flying through the air. “Caw! Caw! Caw!” cried the crows. “Please leave our eggs alone, Uncle Wiggily!” And they flew at the bunny gentleman so hard that he had to hold his paws over his ears to save his souse. “Oh, excuse me!” said the bunny to the crows. “I did not mean to take your eggs. I thought these were high hens’ eggs.”


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