The next morning, the hares were up and dressed early. James knows perfectly well that hares don't have to wear clothes. However, Hare-iette convinced him that it was fun to wear different outfits. She lent him some of her clothes.
Hare-iette told James how bad she felt that he couldn't read. She told him he was missing a lot of fun and information by not being able to read. She sat him right down and started to teach him to read.
As soon as I got up, James asked if he could call his mother. He's a polite little fellow.
After he talked to his mother, James felt much better. His Mom wasn't sick anymore. She said she missed him very much. She liked the nursing home, but she knows he wouldn't have been happy there. She was glad that he was getting a new family, as long as he could call her and maybe visit once in a while.
I asked James what he'd like for breakfast. He said he loved cereal. I could see Hare-iette was disappointed. She was hoping he would say donuts.
After breakfast, I had to take Hare-iette to two interviews with people who might hire her to mow their lawns this summer. James stayed home and, true to his nickname, began to tinker.
He tinkered with the lamp.
He tinkered with the door lock.
He tinkered with the microwave.
He tinkered with the TV
and the VCR
Fortunately, everything still worked at the end of the day. As a matter of fact, the door lock and the VCR worked better than before.