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The fox cub, a little confused, looked to where Big Mama had left. |
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In a nearby tree, Boomer, a woodpecker, was busily drilling a hole into the trunk. Dinky, a sparrow and his friend, watched intently. |
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Dinky: Good work, Boomer. We've got 'im this time. |
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Dinky struggled to get a better look as Boomer leaned in closer. |
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Dinky: Shh. I think he's in there. |
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Big Mama landed next to them on the branch. Big Mama: Whew. Am I glad I found you boys! |
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Big Mama: There's no time to lose. I need your help. Now come on. Come on! |
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Dinky: Let's go, Boomer! Come on! |
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Boomer: Well, yeah, but but but. . . Aw shucks! |
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Boomer followed the rest of the gang. |
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A small caterpillar appeared from the hole, looked about nervously, then breathed a sigh of relief once he saw that they had left. |