In the morning, they shared breakfast, and Annie was persuaded to partake of some of the bottled water they had, even though it was tap water from the sink and thus could, as she had said earlier, make her sick.
“What do we do?” MiMee shuddered. “What does it want?” Louey shivered. “Put the flashlight on,” Sadie Lynn suggested. “No! It will know we’re here!” protested Louey. “What if it already does?” MiMee’s voice was a tiny squeak.
Sam the rat had never felt more big and adult. Here she was, traipsing about town all on her own, just like a grownup, and at this time of evening too!
The troupe of squirrels led Louey, Sadie Lynn, and Sam further into the woods. Scurrius and a few others stayed with them on the ground, but most remained in the trees.
“Thank you for agreeing to do this, Sadie Lynn,” said Miss Blatz to her terrier friend, who was standing on the porch of Miss Blatz' country home. She had come to pick Sam up for an outing.
The ferry crew was baffled as to what to do. Whatever was gumming up the paddle wheel was deep in there, and human hands couldn’t reach down far enough or maneuver finely enough to fix it.