Cedar Woman (155 page)

Peter
p
u
lled
i
n
to
t
h
e
d
r
i
v
eway,
and
they
e
n
tered
t
h
e
s
p
acious ho
m
e. Kelly,
a
Yellow
La
b
,
Terrier
m
i
x
,
ran
t
o
L
og
a
n
,
tail
wag
g
ing
with
j
o
y. L
o
gan b
e
nt to
h
u
g
h
e
r
wh
i
te,
fuzzy
he
a
d
cl
o
se
to his
heart.

_{“
Hello,
Sunka
Sk
a!}
⁹⁸
W
e
’
r
e
g
o
i
n
g
b
u
ll
f
r
og
h
unti
ng
!
”
he
cr
i
ed
with

“
It’s easy, Tun
k
asila!
Just lie d
o
wn
on the
dock th
e
re
a
nd
s
ee if you can
see
s
o
m
e
eyes.
T
h
en,
use
t
h
e
n
et
and
sweep
it
sl
o
w
ly.
W
h
en
you feel
a
little,
te
nd
er
t
h
in
g
,
⁹⁹
t
h
at
i
s
t
h
e
f
r
o
g
.
J
u
st
sco
o
p
h
i
m
up
g
en
tl
y
a
n
d ha
n
d him
to
m
e.”

“
Yes,
sir!”
Pe
t
er s
m
iled.

Peter
was
a
m
a
zed
at
how
quickly
he
m
anaged
to
catch
a
bullfrog
– a
pretty
good-
s
ized
speci
m
en
at
tha
t
.
O
n
ce
pu
lled
fr
o
m t
h
e
water,
it
was e
v
i
d
e
n
t
t
h
at
t
h
e
frog
was
in
trou
b
le.
One
of
h
is
b
ack
feet
was
missi
ng
,
a

bloody
stu
m
p giving
witness
to a
recent att
a
ck
by a
s
n
a
pp
i
ng turtle.

“
This
is
a
fine frog,
ennit,”
Peter
announced.
“
W
e
ne
e
d
to
get
your
h
a
b
itat.
T
h
ere, o
v
er t
h
ere, To
k
a
j
a
.
I
h
a
v
e it
rea
d
y
for
y
o
u.”

Peter
s
m
iled
at
his
g
r
a
nd
so
n
, indicati
n
g
t
h
e plastic
o
n
e
-
g
a
llon
fi
s
h ta
nk
,
w
h
ich
h
e
h
ad f
o
und
in
the
g
ara
g
e, c
o
m
p
lete with
a few r
o
c
k
s for t
h
e

f
r
og
t
o
fe
e
d
u
p
o
n
.
Lake
w
a
t
er
was
a
d
d
e
d
t
o
t
h
e
t
une
of
a
bo
u
t
t
h
ree