Deep in the woods in an old white cabin, three friends make their pumpkin soup the same way every day. The Cat slices up the pumpkin, the Squirrel stirs in the water, and the Duck tips in just enough salt.
Pumpkin soup. The best you ever tasted. Made by the Cat who slices up the pumpkin. Made by the Squirrel who stirs in the water. Made by the Duck who scoops up a pipkin of salt, and tips in just enough.
“Suddenly, Percy hears a knock at the door. “Who can be at this time of night?”. Percy goes to the door and looks out. It’s a squirrel. “it’s too cold outside, may I come in?. Percy replies: “Never mind, my bed is big” and the squirrel goes into Percy’s bed. It’s warm now.”