"Ha! I knew you'd do it!" cried Bunny in delight. But just then
something queer happened.
Splash, seeing the bird flop down to the ground, made a dash for the
gobbler with open mouth, barking the while.
"Now watch that old gobbler run!" cried Bunny, capering about.
But instead it was Splash that ran. Unable to stand the sight of the big
bird, with outspread and drooping wings, with all his feathers puffed
out to make him look twice as large as he really was, and with an angry
"Gobble-obble-obble" coming from his beak, Splash ran. It was no wonder,
for the turkey was a terrifying sight. I think even a tiger, a lion or
perhaps an elephant would have run.
"Come back! Come back, Splash!" called Bunny. "We want you to drive the
turkey gobbler away from us."
But the gobbler was already going away. He was going right after Splash,
who was running down the road as fast as he could go.
"Well, we're all right," said Tom. "That bird won't bother us any more."
"And I hope he doesn't come for me," said Sue. "He scared me."
"But what about poor Splash?" asked Bunny quickly.
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