Johnnie Green's shouting and the stool
hurtling through the air displeased her. And since she was not the sort
to hide her ill nature, she promptly kicked the milkpail over.
For a moment Sandy Chipmunk thought that this time the end of the world
had certainly come. The old cow's foot crashed against the pail and sent
it flying against the stone wall on which the barn was built. And Sandy
tumbled out upon the floor in a sea of milk.
He didn't wait to learn exactly what had happened. For as soon as he
could scramble to his feet he dashed out of the barn and tore across the
fields towards the pasture.
Later, when he reached his house and sat down to rest, he soon forgot
his fright. For he had a very pleasant time licking himself clean. That
was the way Sandy Chipmunk always made himself spick and span. And though
there may be some people who would not consider such an act to be in the
best of taste, Sandy Chipmunk thought what was left of the milk _tasted
very good_. And since his mother did not object to what he was doing,
perhaps no one else ought to.
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