Toad looked at the ground. The seeds still did not start to grow.

Frog and Toad ate many cookies, one after another.

On Toad's birthday Frog gave him a hat. Toad was delighted.

'How was that, Toad?' said Frog. But Toad did not answer. He had fallen asleep.

'Frog, is that really you?' said Toad.

'Of course it is me,' said Frog.

'I will do it tomorrow,' said Toad. 'Today I will take life easy.'

'Frog likes chocolate best,' said Toad, 'and so do I.'

'Frog,' he shouted, 'it's me. It's your best friend, Toad!'

Frog was too far away to hear.

'Go to sleep!' shouted Toad. 'That was the last thing on my list!'

Toad looked out of his window. 'These messy leaves have covered everything,' said Toad. He took a rake out of the closet. 'I will run over to Frog’s house. I will rake all of his leaves. Frog will be very pleased.'