"It's the nicest bed I ever had," said Scruffy.
Patrick remembered the Robins tucking in the baby birds. At
last he was a dad and could take care of his own baby.
"I can't sleep," said Scruffy. "Tell me a story?"
"Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep,
and doesn't know where to find them.
The sheepdogs will bark and herd each one up
'til the sheep all come running behind them."
"I'm scared," said Scruffy. "I'm scared about tomorrow."
Patrick could tell his new son was very tired. He was so tired
he couldn't fall asleep!
"We will all be with you," said Patrick. "We can even go in the Wigglebus!"
"Tell me another story?" asked Scruffy, starting to yawn.
Herd them down into their pen,
count them once and once again.
If by then you're still awake,
assume that there is some mistake.
Chase them round into their pen
and start to count them once again.
When Scruffy fell asleep, Patrick quietly slipped out of the room.
"Poor little thing," he thought.
"He adores being a daddy," smiled Cricket. "We are both so
worried about what we will find out tomorrow."
As the girls were discussing the day's events, they heard a noise,
and the pitter patter of little paws.
"I thought Daddy Patrick put you to bed," said Cricket.
"I'm scared," said the puppy. "I can't sleep."
"What are you afraid of?" asked Mommy Cricket.
"I'm afraid of tomorrow." said Scruffy. "What if the doctors
cannot help me?"
"They are the smartest doctors in the world," said Cricket.
"If anyone can find a way to help you, they will."
"How do you know?" asked Scruffy, still worried.
"I follow the rescue dust," smiled Cricket. "How on earth did a tiny
little sick puppy like you, make it all the way from Missouri to
Boston? Something special is in the air. I just feel it.
But if you are going to get better at all, you'll need to get some sleep."
"Can I sleep with you and Daddy?" asked Scruffy.