I'd be nice and warm. I want my little white bed!"
He put on his pajamas. He took a rug and tried to go to sleep on the floor. But he kept jumping up. He kept looking out the window. He wanted to see if his little white bed was out in the street. He wanted to tell it he was sorry. If it heard, it might come back.
The night went very slowly. Then, he thought he heard a noise at the front door.
