Old Mother Nature doth provide     For all her children, large or small.
  Her wisdom foresees all their needs
    And makes provision for them all.
 
If you don't believe it, just you go ask Old Mr. Toad, as Peter Rabbit did, how such a slow-moving fellow as he is can catch enough bugs and insects to keep him alive. Perhaps you'll learn something just as Peter did. Peter and Old Mr. Toad sat in the rain watching the tiny Toads, who, you know, were Mr. Toad's children, leaving their kindergarten in the Smiling Pool and starting out to see the Great World. When the last little Toad had passed them, Old Mr. Toad suddenly remembered that he was hungry, very hungry indeed.
 
"Didn't have time to eat much while I was in the Smiling Pool," he explained. "Couldn't eat and sing too, and while I was down there, I was supposed to sing. Now that it is time to quit singing, I begin to realize that I've got a stomach to look out for as well as a voice. See that bug over there on that leaf? Watch him."
 
Peter looked, and sure enough there was a fat bug crawling along on an old leaf. He was about two inches from Old Mr. Toad, and he was crawling very fast. And right while Peter was looking at him he disappeared. Peter turned to look at Old Mr. Toad. He hadn't budged. He was sitting exactly where he had been sitting all the time, but he was smacking his lips, and there was a twinkle of satisfaction in his eyes. Peter opened his eyes very wide.
 
"Wha—what—" he began.
 
"Nice bug," interrupted Old Mr. Toad. "Nicest bug I've eaten for a longtime."
 
"But I didn't see you catch him!" protested Peter, looking at Old Mr. Toad as if he suspected him of joking.
 
"Anything wrong with your eyes?" inquired Old Mr. Toad.
 
"No," replied Peter just a wee bit crossly. "My eyes are just as good as ever."
 
"Then watch me catch that fly over yonder," sai............