A house for mouse.

Brown Mouse spied a tiny hole at the bottom of a hill. "If this were a little bit bigger, it would make a perfect home for me," she said. So she began to dig. But soon, her stomach grumbled. "It's time for lunch. I'll come back and finish later," she said, scampering away.

Gray Rabbit hopped out from a blueberry bush. She saw the hole at the bottom of the hill. "If this were a little bit bigger, it would make a perfect home for me," she said. She began to dig.

Suddenly Gray Rabbit froze. Red Fox was watching from the tall grass. Gray Rabbit zigzagged out of sight.

Red Fox wandered over to the hole at the bottom of the hill. "If this were a little bit bigger, it would make a perfect home for me," he said.

Red Fox started to dig. Then his ears quivered. He saw Black Bear rise up on her hind legs. With a flick of his white-tipped tail, Red Fox darted away.

Black Bear wandered over to the hole at the bottom of the hill. "If this were a little bit bigger, it would make a perfect home for me," she said. With her strong front paws she dug out the soft earth.

A breeze rippled through the grass. Black Bear's nose twitched. She sniffed the air. A storm was coming! Black Bear hurried off into the forest. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and dark clouds filled the sky.

Rain fell. Soon small drops became bigger ones. The wind whistled through the forest. At the top of the hill, a dead pine tree bent and swayed. CRAAACK! The tree toppled to the ground. Dirt, loosened by the fallen tree, tumbled down the hill. It almost covered the hole at the bottom.

The storm clouds cleared. Brown Mouse finished her lunch and scurried back to the hole. She smiled to herself.

"I'm glad I found this hole before someone else did. I'm sure that if it were a little bit bigger, it would make a perfect home for me." So she began to dig.