Hey, Diddle Diddle

Hey, Diddle Diddle

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Patches the Story Dog

Patches the Story Dog

for your Kindergartener

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Kitty the Cat, a curious calico cat with patches of orange, black, and white fur, sits on the rooftop of a small crooked red barn, holding a tiny wooden fiddle under her chin with a bow in her paw. In the background, a smiling crescent moon hangs low in a velvet-blue night sky full of twinkling stars.

Every night, when the big moon came up, Kitty the Cat sat on the crooked little barn roof. She tucked her fiddle under her chin. She played a sweet, soft song. The moon smiled down at her.

Callie, a friendly white cow with big brown eyes and a pink nose, sits happily in a patch of tall green grass, her ears perked up as she listens, swaying gently side to side. In the background, a wobbly wooden fence draped in colorful wildflowers stretches across the moonlit farmyard.

Down below, Callie the Cow sat in the soft, sweet grass. She munched. She swayed. She listened to the fiddle song. "Play more, Kitty!" said Callie. "I love your music!"

A round blue dish with a cheerful painted face and a tiny silver spoon with a smiling face sit side by side on a wobbly wooden fence draped in colorful wildflowers, wiggling as if dancing together. In the background, the crooked little red barn glows softly under the velvet-blue night sky.

On the wobbly wooden fence sat two special friends — a round blue dish and a tiny silver spoon. They loved the music too! The dish wiggled. The spoon jingled. They danced in the moonlight!

Frenchie, a happy tan-and-white French Bulldog with big bat ears and a wide grin, zooms across the moonlit farmyard at full speed, his stubby legs a blur and his tongue flapping in the breeze. In the background, the wobbly wooden fence draped in colorful wildflowers and the crooked little red barn are visible.

But then — zoom, zoom, ZOOM! Here came Frenchie! He was a bouncy French Bulldog, and he loved to run. He ran fast. He ran SO fast. His paws went thump, thump, thump across the farmyard!

Kitty the Cat, a curious calico cat with patches of orange, black, and white fur, stands at the wobbly wooden fence draped in colorful wildflowers, eyes wide with worry, looking out toward a dark meadow. In the background, a round blue dish and a tiny silver spoon tumble through the air over the dark, dewy meadow.

BUMP! Frenchie bumped right into the wobbly fence! The dish flew up. The spoon flew up. They tumbled and rolled far, far away into the dark meadow. "Oh no!" said Kitty. "The dish and the spoon are gone!"

Callie, a friendly white cow with big brown eyes and a pink nose, stands close to Kitty the Cat, a curious calico cat with patches of orange, black, and white fur, gently nuzzling her with her soft nose. In the background, the smiling crescent moon hangs low in the velvet-blue sky, casting silver light across the farmyard.

Kitty felt worried. Her tummy felt funny. She did not know what to do. Callie walked over, slow and gentle. "When something is lost," said Callie, "we stop. We look around. And we ask a friend for help."

A shimmering silver path of moonlight stretches across a soft meadow of dewy green grass, dotted with tiny white wildflowers, leading into the distance. In the background, the smiling crescent moon hangs low in the velvet-blue sky, beaming its light downward.

"Will you help me, Callie?" asked Kitty. "Yes!" said Callie. "That is what friends do." So they stopped. They looked around. The moon made a path of silver light across the soft, dewy grass. "Let's follow the moonlight!" said Kitty.

Kitty the Cat, a curious calico cat with patches of orange, black, and white fur, walks carefully through tall dewy grass, one paw raised, ears turned forward, listening closely. In the background, a gentle little brook with sparkling water winds through the dark meadow under the moonlight.

Step, step, step. They walked through the meadow. Kitty called out softly, "Dish! Spoon! Where are you?" Then they stopped. They listened. Shhh. They heard something! Giggle, giggle, gurgle. It was a little brook!

A round blue dish with a cheerful painted face and a tiny silver spoon with a smiling face sit together on the mossy bank of a sparkling little brook, looking happy and unharmed. In the background, tall dewy grass and tiny white wildflowers surround the gentle, giggling brook.

And there, right beside the giggling brook, sat the dish and the spoon! They were safe and sound. "We found you!" said Kitty. The dish wiggled. The spoon jingled. Kitty and Callie laughed and laughed.

Frenchie, a happy tan-and-white French Bulldog with big bat ears, walks slowly with his head bowed low and a sorry look on his face, approaching gently through the dewy meadow grass. In the background, the gentle little brook sparkles under the silver moonlight.

Thump, thump, thump. Here came Frenchie, walking slowly this time. His head was low. "I am sorry," said Frenchie. "I ran too fast. I did not look where I was going." "That's okay," said Kitty. "Next time, slow down and watch where you go. That keeps everyone's things safe."

Kitty the Cat, a curious calico cat with patches of orange, black, and white fur, stands on the rooftop of the crooked little red barn, playing her tiny wooden fiddle with joy, eyes closed and smiling. In the background, the wobbly wooden fence draped in colorful wildflowers holds the round blue dish and tiny silver spoon, and the smiling crescent moon glows in the velvet-blue sky.

They all walked back together. They put the dish and the spoon back on the wobbly fence. Kitty picked up her fiddle. She played a new song — a happy one! Callie munched sweet grass and swayed. And Frenchie? He sat very, very still. For the very first time!

Callie, a friendly white cow with big brown eyes and a pink nose, gazes upward with a look of peaceful wonder, moonlight glowing softly on her white fur. In the background, the smiling crescent moon hangs in the velvet-blue sky surrounded by bright twinkling stars above the crooked little red barn.

Three friends sat under the big, bright moon. The fiddle sang. The brook giggled far away. The stars blinked. "I wonder," said Callie softly, "what new song tomorrow night will bring." And somewhere, the dish and the spoon danced one more little dance on the fence — just because the moon was so beautiful.

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