Pup Wants a Nap! UFLI Foundations Lesson 110

Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Pup sits by his big bush. He lets out a big, sleepy yawn. He shuts one eye. He shuts the other eye. The sun feels so nice. This will be a long, cosy nap. Chirp! Chirp! 'Stop it!' Pup cries. 'I need one tiny nap. One! Who is so noisy? I am so sleepy!'

Pup drops his nose to the ground. Sniff. Sniff. Sniff. 'I will find the chirper,' he says. 'I will find the chirper and ask it to stop.' He checks behind one bush. Nothing. He checks behind another bush. Nothing. Pup keeps trying. But the chirping gets noisier. Chirp! Chirp!

Pup dashes past the tall grass and bumps right into Trunk. 'Got you!' Pup barks. 'Trunk, you are the chirper!' Trunk blinks. Then Trunk opens his big mouth to chirp. 'Toot!' goes Trunk. That is not a chirp. That is not a chirp at all. Pup tries not to laugh.

Chirp! Chirp! There it is again! Pup pushes past the bushes and spots Spike, all puffed up and prickly, with every quill pointing out. Spike does not look happy. 'Spike! Are you the chirper?' Pup asks. Spike puffs up even bigger and opens his mouth as wide as he can. All that comes out is a long, angry hiss. That is not a chirp. That is not a chirp at all. 'Sorry, Spike!' Pup sighs.

'It must be a bird,' Pup says. 'Chirping is what birds do!' Pup scrambles up a tree and hangs upside down from a branch, nose to beak with a row of birds. 'All right, who is the chirper? Own up!' The birds stare at Pup. Not one bird chirps. Not even a peep. 'Why?' Pup cries. 'Every bush! Every tree! Where is that tricky chirper?'

Then a chirp comes from right above his head. Four tiny crickets sit on a leaf. Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Pup stares at the crickets. The crickets stare back. 'You?' Pup whispers. 'Was it you all that time?' The crickets look at each other. Then the crickets stop. Hush. And Pup, at last, curls up and sleeps. Not a sound. Not a chirp. Happy dreams, Pup.