Snoutie and His Friends. Diana Malivani

      I love to write a round,

      I love to store up goods,

      I love to walk in the woods,

      But what I love most of all

      Is a breakfast that is not too small!

      Before Snoutie could finish his song, he heard someone ring the bell at the gate.

      “Who could that be?” thought Snoutie, heading to the fence. “It is Tuesday, and people don’t usually come calling on Tuesday mornings.”

      “Tele-ga-ga-ga-gram!” honked a voice from the other side of the fence.