And perhaps it did, for I've often seen clouds that looked exactly
like squirrels, haven't you, and other animals, too, like bears and
cats?
"Gracious me!" cried Uncle Billy. "Hang on, Billy Bunny, and don't let
the cushions slip or the electricity run out of the cabaret, for if we
ever get back to earth, I'd like to get home and stay home forever.
Oh, home, sweet home," and the old gentleman rabbit took off his
automobile goggles, for they were full of tears and he couldn't see
anything.
Well, by and by, the tornado let go and the automobile fell on top of
a clothesline and balanced there as nicely as a tight-rope dancer, and
when the two little rabbits looked about them, they found they were in
Mrs. Bunny's backyard in the Old Brier Patch. Wasn't that lucky? Well,
I guess it was!
And just then Mrs. Bunny came out of the kitchen door to hang up some
of Billy Bunny's little shirts on the line, for it was Monday morning,
you know.
And when she saw the Luckymobile on her clothesline she gave a scream,
and then she began to laugh, and after that she ran back into the
house and brought out her scissors and cut the rope and the automobile
came down with a bang, and out tumbled the two little rabbits.
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