“I shall be much thinner before spring-time, my love,” said Timmy Tiptoes, peeping into the hole. “How shall you ever get them out again? It is like a money-box!” said Goody. When these stumps were full, they began to empty the bags into a hole high up a tree, that had belonged to a wood-pecker the nuts rattled down-down-down inside. They carried them away in bags, and stored them in several hollow stumps near the tree where they had built their nest. Timmy took off his jacket and hung it on a twig they worked away quietly by themselves.Įvery day they made several journeys and picked quantities of nuts. When Timmy and Goody Tiptoes came to the nut thicket, they found other squirrels were there already. “Then we shall wake up all the thinner, when there is nothing to eat in spring-time,” replied prudent Timothy. “The nest is so snug, we shall be sound asleep all winter.” Goody Tiptoes was busy pushing moss under the thatch. “Little wife Goody, the nuts are ripe we must lay up a store for winter and spring.” Timmy Tiptoes sat out, enjoying the breeze he whisked his tail and chuckled. He had a nest thatched with leaves in the top of a tall tree and he had a little squirrel wife called Goody. Once upon a time there was a little fat comfortable grey squirrel, called Timmy Tiptoes.
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