One day Cuffy Bear and his little sister Silkie had been making sand pies. And now, having grown tired of that, they were down on the ground and had covered their legs with the clean white sand. Perhaps they would have heaped the sand all over themselves, if Silkie had not spied her father as he came climbing up the mountain. When they noticed that he was carrying something they both sprang up and ran to see what Mr. Bear was bringing home.  
Mr. Bear's mouth was stretched quite wide in what Silkie and Cuffy knew to be his most agreeable smile. You and I might not have felt so comfortable if we had looked past Mr. Bear's great white teeth into his big red mouth. But it was different with Cuffy and Silkie. They saw at once that their father was feeling very pleasant.
 
"What's that?" Silkie asked. As for Cuffy, he had not stopped to ask any questions. He was already smelling of the small white animal his father had, and he it gently with his paw. He had not forgotten about the . But this strange animal seemed quite harmless. It was covered with things that looked a little bit like , only they were ever so much shorter and smaller. And Cuffy found that they were much softer, too, for they did not him at all.
 
"What is it?" This time it was Cuffy who asked.
 
"You'll see," Mr. Bear said again.
 
"Is it a new kind of rabbit?............