Buster makes a friend
Buster was a good climber but he was heavy. He could only trust a big branch about half way up; any higher and the branches would break. He crawled out along the branch as far as he dared but he was still quite a long way from the fence.
“ Come on! Run and dive into that pond over there,” cried Patrick pointing at a pond just outside the fence.“ You won’ t hurt yourself.”
Buster was desperate to get away. He ran as fast he could along the branch and took a big leap. Bears are not made for flying but he had run so fast that he cleared the fence.
“ Yippee! I am flying,” yelled Buster.
Crash! He landed in the pond. There was a terrible commotion, lots of quacking and feathers flying around.
“ Go and jump in someone else’ s pond, you big bully,” cried a bright red and blue duck.
“ Oh, sorry,” said Buster,
Crash! He landed in the large pond
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