"Daddy thinks we're in a boat I guess, when he talks about anchoring,"
said Sue, who, more than once, had been out in the big fishing boat with
her father.

Then the meal began. There was some cooked meat, for they could carry
meat in the ice box, baked potatoes, and, best of all, some pie.

It was while he was eating his pie and drinking his milk that Bunny
suddenly cried:

"The dogs!"

"What about them?" asked Mrs. Brown quickly. "Are they fighting? Where
are they, Bunny?"

"Just over in that field playing. But we didn't call Splash and Dix to
dinner."

"Oh, is that all? I think they can wait a bit," said Mrs. Brown with a
laugh. "By the way you spoke I thought something had happened."

"Well, this pie tasted good, that's part of what happened," said Bunny,
with a laugh. "And then I got to wishing Dix and Splash could have
some."

"I'll feed them when the rest of you have finished," promised Mrs.
Brown.

When the meal was over Mrs. Brown gathered up a big plateful of scraps
from the table, and gave it to Bunny to feed Dix and Splash.