So did the barking of the dog.
"Look, there is a board off the side of the pen," said Mr. Pig.
"Yes, Squinty wanted me to come outside with him," said Wuff-Wuff. "But
I wouldn't go."
"Oh, maybe my little boy pig is outside there, making all that noise!"
cried Mrs. Pig to her husband.
"Well, he isn't making _all_ that noise by himself," said the father
pig. "Someone is helping him make it, I'm sure."
They all listened, and heard the barking of Don, as well as the
squealing of Squinty.
"Oh, some animal has caught him!" cried Mrs. Pig. Then she pushed as
hard as she could with her nose, against the loose board near the hole
in the pen, through which Squinty had run a little while before. Mrs.
Pig soon knocked off the board, and then she ran out into the garden,
Mr. Pig and all the little pigs ran after her.
The first thing Mrs. Pig saw was her little boy pig down on the ground
in the middle of a row of melon vines, with Don holding Squinty's ear.
"Bow wow!" barked Don.
"Squee! Squee!" cried Squinty.
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