"His tail is so soft and
fluffs out so beautifully."
"Fluffy is a good name," decided Bunny, and Sue said the same thing.
"But what about giving him something to eat?" asked Bunny.
"Bread soaked in milk will do for to-night," said Uncle Tad. "Afterward
we'll try to find him some nuts, though it's a little early. Still he'll
eat seeds and grain."
Bunny and Sue took a last look at Fluffy, the squirrel, before they went
to their bunks that night. Dix and Splash were called in and shown the
squirrel in his little nest. Then Mr. Brown told both dogs sharply and
solemnly that they must not bother the gray, woodland creature. Dix and
Splash understood, I think, for they were smart dogs.
Both children were up early the next morning to see their new pet, and
they fed Fluffy some dried crackers. At first the squirrel was a bit
timid, but it soon poked its sharp nose and mouth out of a little
opening on the side of the wire netting over the box and ate from the
hands of Bunny and Sue.
"Don't let him bite you," said Mother Brown, as she started to get
breakfast.
"Oh, Fluffy won't bite," said Bunny. "He's as tame as our cat used to
be."
Once more the automobile traveled on.
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