So the Doctor went to the crocodile and told him he must go back to his circus. But he cried so much, and begged so hard to be allowed to stay, that the Doctor hadn’t the heart to turn him out.
Sixpence a year wasn’t enough to live on. He had some saved up money in his money-box and that helped him for a while. But he kept on getting more pets and it cost a lot to feed them. And the money he had saved up grew littler and littler.
That was the trouble with Sarah—she always fussed
And he never had the heart to refuse them
That bird knew more geography than people will ever know.
I knew a bird once who could say ‘Good morning!’ in seven different ways.
“You know, Doctor,” said the horse, “that vet over the hill knows nothing at all. I tried to tell him I am going blind in one eye. But he couldn’t understand a word of horse-language. What I need is glasses. There’s no reason why horses shouldn’t wear glasses, the same as people.”
