
One day, Jonathan and Robbit
were wandering up the meadow together.
"Going to be a cold winter," Said Jonathan.
"How do you know?" Asked Robbit.
"Look at the holly tree," Said Jonathan, "it's
got lots and lots of berries."
Just then, Farmer Jack came towards them, a great big
axe in one hand.
"I'm off to cut some logs for the fire," He
said, "it's going to be a cold winter this year."
"See?" Jonathan nudged Robbit's paw, "I
told you."
"You'll have to dig yourself a nice deep
burrow, Robbit,"
Farmer Jack called out, "and you'll need to find yourself
a large warm pile of leaves, Jonathan. Why don't you try under
the old oak tree?"
The old oak stood at the edge of the meadow.
On the ground underneath the tree lay piles and
piles of golden brown leaves.
Jonathan nosed carefully under a large heap of
them. 
"Mmm," He murmured happily, "They
smell all musty."
All of a sudden, Robbit's head popped up out of
the ground.
"It's nice here,"
He said, flicking little bits of earth out of his ears with his
paw, "The ground's all soft and easy to dig."
"And the leaves are all soft and warm and
damp," Said Jonathan dreamily.
Robbit yawned.
"Funny how when it gets cold it makes you
sleepy." * It's called hibernating," Explained Jonathan.
"Oh," Said Robbit, and yawned again.
Jonathan began to slide back under his pile of
leaves. 
"I'm tired," He announced, "G'night,
Robbit."
"G'night, Jonathan," Robbit rubbed
his eyes sleepily, "See you in the Spring."
All over the meadow, Jonathan and Robbit and their
friends curled up safe and snug in their nests and burrows, and
went to sleep.
Outside, the weather got colder and colder, and
winter began.
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