turned into a raging river.
Moonie was out of breath from running across the two ranges and was soaked to the bone from the pouring rain when he finally lumbered up to Chuck's wagon to order his new large bell.
"Yee-hah!" I'll be the most talked-about calf in the herd," cheered Moonie. "I'll take that large bell you have on display," an excited Moonie said to the bell man, Billy.
"How are you going to pay for that large bell?" asked Billy.
"I have a rare antique coin that's worth a lot," beamed Moonie.
"Are you kidding me?" chided Billy.
"What do you mean?" asked Moonie.
"That's a wooden nickel with a picture of Buffy's grandfather on the back. It's not worth a penny, so there's no deal!" stated Billy.
Moonie's face became long, and his cowlick drooped as Bella approached him at Chuck's wagon.
"Where have you been, and where's your bell?" demanded Bella.
"I've been buffaloed!" said the fool Moonie the calf.
The Otter Thing
Potter the otter always had an excuse for not doing his homework. He would rather be playing and having fun at his play station in the glistening stream that ran through the backwoods, where he lived, outside of town.
One afternoon, Potter the otter took a break from streaming up and down the stream. He took off his swimming goggles to bask in the sun along the stream bank. Unbeknownst to Potter, a new service was coming to the backwoods that would change everything.
The trees and bushes started rustling near the stream bank where Potter was resting. As he was turning around to see what was happening, out popped a pair of muskrats wearing yellow hard hats.
"Who are you guys?" asked Potter.
"We're the installers for the new broad rubber band network that's going to stretch from the town to the backwoods," replied the muskrats in hard hats.
"What are you guys looking for?" inquired Potter.
"We're looking for a logwood tree to install a plug-in outlet. Do you know where we can find one?" asked the muskrats in hard hats.
"There's one next to Weaver the beaver's dam," Potter pointed out.
The muskrats in hard hats followed Potter down the stream bank to Weaver's dam, just in time to see Weaver the beaver getting ready to chop down the logwood tree with his large buckteeth.
"Don't chop down that logwood tree!" shouted the muskrats in hard hats.
"What's going on?" demanded Weaver. "I need the logwood tree to make a logjam in the dam because it's leaking!"
"We're sorry, but logwood trees are now part of the broad rubber band network. When you go to school tomorrow, your teacher will tell you everything you need to know," stated the muskrats in hard hats.
The next morning there was a lot of fur flying and rumors floating around the schoolyard from all the kids about the changes coming to the backwoods. Then the school bell began ringing for class to start.
"We have connected the school to the backwoods through the broad rubber band network, and today, we will issue you a new iPaw computer to use for your homework. Your first assignment will be to write a paper and send it back to school," said Miss Marmot the schoolmarm.
After class let out, Weaver the beaver was eager to get back to his dam to do his homework on the new iPaw computer. He wasted no time in writing a paper on using a spruce tree to spruce up his dam. As usual, Potter the otter went to his play station, streaming up and down the stream, trying to come up with a new excuse for not doing his homework.
When Potter took a rest break on the stream bank, he saw Pat the polecat, who was poling a raft upstream. He asked, "What's your favorite excuse for not doing your homework?"
"I fell off my raft on the way to school, and my homework got wet," Pat the polecat replied.
Next to come by was Kellogg the dog, who was dog paddling downstream and was asked the same question: "What's your favorite excuse for not doing your homework?"
"My homework fell off the table, and my little brother ate it," Kellogg the dog replied.
"None of
Moonie was out of breath from running across the two ranges and was soaked to the bone from the pouring rain when he finally lumbered up to Chuck's wagon to order his new large bell.
"Yee-hah!" I'll be the most talked-about calf in the herd," cheered Moonie. "I'll take that large bell you have on display," an excited Moonie said to the bell man, Billy.
"How are you going to pay for that large bell?" asked Billy.
"I have a rare antique coin that's worth a lot," beamed Moonie.
"Are you kidding me?" chided Billy.
"What do you mean?" asked Moonie.
"That's a wooden nickel with a picture of Buffy's grandfather on the back. It's not worth a penny, so there's no deal!" stated Billy.
Moonie's face became long, and his cowlick drooped as Bella approached him at Chuck's wagon.
"Where have you been, and where's your bell?" demanded Bella.
"I've been buffaloed!" said the fool Moonie the calf.
The Otter Thing
Potter the otter always had an excuse for not doing his homework. He would rather be playing and having fun at his play station in the glistening stream that ran through the backwoods, where he lived, outside of town.
One afternoon, Potter the otter took a break from streaming up and down the stream. He took off his swimming goggles to bask in the sun along the stream bank. Unbeknownst to Potter, a new service was coming to the backwoods that would change everything.
The trees and bushes started rustling near the stream bank where Potter was resting. As he was turning around to see what was happening, out popped a pair of muskrats wearing yellow hard hats.
"Who are you guys?" asked Potter.
"We're the installers for the new broad rubber band network that's going to stretch from the town to the backwoods," replied the muskrats in hard hats.
"What are you guys looking for?" inquired Potter.
"We're looking for a logwood tree to install a plug-in outlet. Do you know where we can find one?" asked the muskrats in hard hats.
"There's one next to Weaver the beaver's dam," Potter pointed out.
The muskrats in hard hats followed Potter down the stream bank to Weaver's dam, just in time to see Weaver the beaver getting ready to chop down the logwood tree with his large buckteeth.
"Don't chop down that logwood tree!" shouted the muskrats in hard hats.
"What's going on?" demanded Weaver. "I need the logwood tree to make a logjam in the dam because it's leaking!"
"We're sorry, but logwood trees are now part of the broad rubber band network. When you go to school tomorrow, your teacher will tell you everything you need to know," stated the muskrats in hard hats.
The next morning there was a lot of fur flying and rumors floating around the schoolyard from all the kids about the changes coming to the backwoods. Then the school bell began ringing for class to start.
"We have connected the school to the backwoods through the broad rubber band network, and today, we will issue you a new iPaw computer to use for your homework. Your first assignment will be to write a paper and send it back to school," said Miss Marmot the schoolmarm.
After class let out, Weaver the beaver was eager to get back to his dam to do his homework on the new iPaw computer. He wasted no time in writing a paper on using a spruce tree to spruce up his dam. As usual, Potter the otter went to his play station, streaming up and down the stream, trying to come up with a new excuse for not doing his homework.
When Potter took a rest break on the stream bank, he saw Pat the polecat, who was poling a raft upstream. He asked, "What's your favorite excuse for not doing your homework?"
"I fell off my raft on the way to school, and my homework got wet," Pat the polecat replied.
Next to come by was Kellogg the dog, who was dog paddling downstream and was asked the same question: "What's your favorite excuse for not doing your homework?"
"My homework fell off the table, and my little brother ate it," Kellogg the dog replied.
"None of
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