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“Feed it,” advised Doctor Muskrat.

So she did, though it took quite a little coaxing to show the silly baby how to find what he wanted. But the milk was trickling from the corners of his little mouth in about three minutes. And then wasn’t he happy?

“Let me say, madam,” began Doctor Muskrat, in his most professional tone, “that is the most remarkable youngster I have ever attended.” You see he was only used to bunnies and muskrats and fieldmice.

But the Red Cow heaved a great sigh of pride when she heard that. And just wasn’t she the happiest cow in the world?

“Nevertheless,” went on the doctor, “this is no place for it. You should have a nice quiet hole for it. There’s nothing in the woods big enough for you. I believe the barn is where you ought to be.”

“But they’ll take it away from me?” moaned the Red Cow, getting all scary again.

“Not if you trust Tommy,” put in Nibble Rabbit, eagerly.

“Madam, if you’ll take an old muskrat’s advice,” said the doctor, “you will place your confidence in Tommy Peele.” He used those long words because they sounded wise and important. And the Red Cow was really impressed.