beatrix potter the tale of timmy tiptoes

Timmy Tiptoes went on with his work without replying indeed, the little bird did not expect an answer. The first little bird flew into the bush where Timmy and Goody Tiptoes were quietly tying up their bags, and it sang–“Who’s-bin digging-up my nuts? Who’s been digging-up my-nuts?” The first one sang–“Who’s bin digging-up my nuts? Who’s-been-digging-up my nuts?”Īnd another sang–“Little bita bread and-_no_-cheese! Little bit-a-bread an’- no-cheese!” There were several sorts of little birds, twittering different songs. Unfortunately, just at this time a flock of little birds flew by, from bush to bush, searching for green caterpillars and spiders. And other squirrels began to dig,–the whole wood was in commotion! And then he dug again and found some nuts that did not belong to him and there was a fight. He began to dig, and he could not remember. The most forgetful squirrel in the wood was called Silvertail. They did collect quantities–because they did not lose them! Squirrels who bury their nuts in the ground lose more than half, because they cannot remember the place. “I shall be much thinner before spring-time, my love,” said Timmy Tiptoes, peeping into the hole. “How shall you ever get them out again? It is like a money-box!” said Goody. When these stumps were full, they began to empty the bags into a hole high up a tree, that had belonged to a wood-pecker the nuts rattled down–down–down inside. They carried them away in bags, and stored them in several hollow stumps near the tree where they had built their nest.

Timmy took off his jacket and hung it on a twig they worked away quietly by themselves.Įvery day they made several journeys and picked quantities of nuts.

When Timmy and Goody Tiptoes came to the nut thicket, they found other squirrels were there already. Timmy Tiptoes sat out, enjoying the breeze he whisked his tail and chuckled–“Little wife Goody, the nuts are ripe we must lay up a store for winter and spring.” Goody Tiptoes was busy pushing moss under the thatch–“The nest is so snug, we shall be sound asleep all winter.” “Then we shall wake up all the thinner, when there is nothing to eat in spring-time,” replied prudent Timothy. He had a nest thatched with leaves in the top of a tall tree and he had a little squirrel wife called Goody. Luckily, the chipmunk who lived there was very friendly and kind to Timmy.Once upon a time there was a little fat comfortable grey squirrel, called Timmy Tiptoes. After a terrible misunderstanding, poor Timmy Tiptoes ends up deep inside the trunk of a dead tree, with no means of getting out.

Beatrix potter the tale of timmy tiptoes