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Updated: May 6, 2025
Peter would have made up his mind to go back to his old home in the dear Old Briar-patch on the Green Meadows, but he felt that he just couldn't leave little Miss Fuzzytail, and little Miss Fuzzytail couldn't make up her mind to go with Peter, because she felt that she just couldn't leave the Old Pasture, which always had been her home.
But the happiness he had known before was nothing to the happiness that was his when he found that he loved little Miss Fuzzytail and that little Miss Fuzzytail loved him, Peter was sure that she did love him, although she wouldn't say so. But love doesn't need words, and Peter had seen it shining in the two soft, gentle eyes of little Miss Fuzzytail.
"Is is he fond of Rabbits?" asked little Miss Fuzzytail. Peter was quite sure that he was. "And do you think he'll come up here hunting again?" she asked. Peter didn't know, but he suspected that he would. "Oh, dear," wailed little Miss Fuzzytail. "Now, I never, never will feel safe again!" Then Peter had a happy thought.
She hadn't slept a wink, and she was still too frightened to even go look for her breakfast. "Oh, Peter Rabbit, did you hear that terrible noise last night?" she cried. "What noise?" asked Peter, just as if he didn't know anything about it. "Why, that terrible voice!" cried little Miss Fuzzytail, and shivered at the thought of it. "What was it like?" asked Peter.
She said that it wasn't necessary that he should go a single step, but Peter insisted that she needed him to see that no more harm came to her. Miss Fuzzytail laughed at that, for she felt quite able to take care of herself. It had been just stupid carelessness on her part that had given Black Pussy the chance to catch her, she said, and she was very sure that she never would be so careless again.
"I tell you what," said he, "the safest place in the world for you and me is my dear Old Briar-patch, Won't you go there now?" Little Miss Fuzzytail sighed and dropped a tear or two. Then she nestled up close to Peter. "Yes," she whispered. A danger past is a danger past, So why not just forget it? Watch out instead for the one ahead Until you've safely met it, Peter Rabbit.
This time it came from his favorite clover-patch where he never allowed even his favorite daughter, little Miss Fuzzytail, to go. Anger nearly choked him as he hurried in that direction. But when he got there, just as before no one was to be seen. So, all the morning long, Old Jed Thumper hurried from one place to another and never once caught sight of Peter Rabbit. Can you guess why?
He said that you had fallen in love with little Miss Fuzzytail, and he guessed that you were going to make your home up there. What's the matter? Did her father, Old Jed Thumper, drive you out?" "No, he didn't!" snapped Peter angrily, "It's none of your business what I came home for, Sammy Jay, but I'll tell you just the same. I came home because I wanted to."
Peter, who was, you know, Miss Fuzzytail. At once Sammy Jay started for the Green Forest, screaming at the top of his voice: "Peter Rabbit's married! Peter Rabbit's married!" It's what you do for others, Not what they do for you, That makes you feel so happy All through and through and through. Peter Rabbit.
She saw the long tears in Peter's coat, made by the cruel claws of Hooty the Owl, and she saw the places where her father, Old Jed Thumper, had pulled the hair out with his teeth. She saw how thin and miserable Peter looked, and tears of pity filled the soft, gentle eyes of little Miss Fuzzytail, for, you see, she had a very tender heart.
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