She was hanging them up when the wind blew away one of her socks.
Hedgie found it, poked his nose in and got stuck. Oh no! he thought. I'll never get this off.
"Cackle, cackle," the mother hen said. "What's that thing on your head, Hedgie?"
"Why, it's my new hat," he sniffed. "Oh," said the mother hen. And off she ran.
"Honk! Honk! Ho, ho," the gander laughed. "Laugh, Gander. But when it rains, my hat will keep me dry."
Hmmm, the gander thought. And off he ran.
"Meow," the barn cat called down. "You look funny today, Hedgie." "Maybe, but I will be warm in the snow." "Ah ha ..." purred the cat. And off he ran.
"Is that you in a hat, Hedgie?" the farm dog barked.
"Why not? It's very cozy," he said.
Her ears perked up. "Woof! Woof!" And off she ran.
"Oink! Oink!" the mama pig squeled. "What are you up to, Hedgie?"
"Making sure my hat doesn't blow off." "I see," said the mama pig. And off she ran.
"You look ridiculous, Hedgie!" the pony snorted.
"Why? Shouldn't everyone wear a hat in the ice and snow?"
Good idea! the pony thought. And off he ran.
Hedgie just wanted to be alone.
Everyone was laughing at him with this thing on his head.
Even Lisa was running after him. "Stop!" She wanted her sock back.
"Oh, no," Hedgie said. "Now the girl is laughing at me too!"
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