The moon was only a small sliver and the stars twinkled all around it.
Pigaroo stretched his neck, trying to see all the bright, winking lights
at once. That gave Pigaroo an idea."I know what I can do now!" he shouted gleefully. "I'll count all the stars. Won't Mama be surprised in the morning when I tell her how many stars there are!" Pigaroo sat down in a pile of leaves and began to count. "One, two, three..." he counted, and on and on all night. |
