Squiggy's Forest Friends

By Sarah V. Jacober

In frightening events, Scrappy, Sunny, Snowy Squirrel and forest friends learn to say "I'm sorry," to forgive, be a good sport, help others, and to pay it forward.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Go To Publish
• Release date: Mar 14, 2022
• ISBN: 9781647496517

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Squiggy’s Forest Friends

Copyright © 2022 by Sarah Jacober

ISBN-13: ePub: 978-1-64749-651-7

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Contents

Fozzy Fox

Ricky Raccoon

Chatty Chipmunk

Lazy Lizard Goofy Gecko

Ruffy Retriever

Crazy Cat

Hatty's Home

Dippy Duck

Wacky Woodchuck

Family Fun

1

Fozzy Fox

What in the world is this? Sunny Squirrel hunched over to peer through the knothole of Squiggy and Snowy’s family nest in the big oak tree. His eyes opened wide with wonder as he stared at a wee white-furred creature curled up and asleep.

Yes, please tell us, frowned Scrappy, his twin brother.

Well, my sons, this is your new baby sister, Squiggy explained proudly, his eyes twinkling. Now that you’re grown and planning to build your own nests, ours felt empty.

After a close inspection, Sunny said, Hmmm, she looks just like Mom—all snowy white. She’s cute.

Humph. She can’t run and jump and play ball, grumped Scrappy.

Not yet, Snowy answered. Give her time to grow. Then you can play games and take her with you on some of your hikes. You’ll have lots of fun together.

How long will it take for her to grow up? Scrappy asked.

A few weeks.

What’s her name?

We need to decide that as a family, Squiggy answered.

How about ‘Sweety’, Sunny suggested, because she looks like a lump of sugar.

Scrappy frowned. I don’t like it. Sugar melts. I like ‘Sissy’ better.

They’re both good names. Any other suggestions? Squiggy asked.

Would ‘Suzy’ be a nice one? Snowy suggested.

Squiggy said, That sounds like a good one.

I agree, Sunny said. It sounds like a happy name.

Scrappy got mad and stamped his foot. No wonder he was called Scrappy. He always wanted his own way, and if he didn’t get it, he pouted, grumped, and clenched his fists ready to fight.

Son, we cannot always have what we want. But you can call her Sissy whenever you wish. Squiggy said as he looked down lovingly at the tiny baby.

Sunny decided then and there he’d always take good care of this special little sister, no matter what she was called: Sweety, Sugar, Sissy, or Suzy."

Angrily fussing and fuming, Scrappy started to stomp off. Squiggy said, Now don’t get into mischief because you’re mad.

When do I ever get into mischief? Scrappy grinned, black eyes twinkling.

Need I say more? Squiggy winked.

Snowy appeared with