“The next day his friends invited him to have a snowball fight. But Frog couldn’t share in the fun.
‘I’m freezing. I’m only a bare frog,’ he murmured, and miserably he stumbled home.”
“Without fur, fat or feathers, but dressed in his new pullover, he took his first steps in the snow.”
‘Well?’ asked Hare curiously.
‘It’s good,’ answered Frog bravely.”