Help Along The WayIt was dark by the time the two pigs arrived back at the old badger sett. Rain had started to fall and a strong wind was blowing, but inside the shelter of the trees all remained dry and nothing stirred. They made themselves comfortable alongside the bramble bushes, which offered the only form of cover.
There was a long silence as they settled back with their own thoughts, waiting for the return of the hare and at the same time listening for any noise which would forewarn of danger. The occasional sound of a bird, disturbed from its roost, broke the silence and the only movement was the swaying of the tops of the tallest trees. Time went by and the pigs began to feel drowsy.
‘We must keep awake,’ warned Ginger.
Tammy nodded and tried to make conversation. ‘I wonder ho
