es!" called Sue to her
brother.

"What do you say to cows?" Bunny wanted to know.

"You call 'Co boss! Co boss! Co boss'!" answered Sue. "I know 'cause I
heard grandma call them to be milked. Call 'Co boss!' Bunny."

The little boy did, but there was no need to, for the little calf, once
it found that the mother cow was with it, did not run any farther. The
mother cow put out her red tongue and "kissed" her little calf some
more. She did not seem to mind the green paint, though perhaps if she
had gotten some in her mouth she might not have liked it.

"Well, anyhow," said Bunny Brown, "we have a striped zebra for our
circus. And when I get some blue paint I'll paint our dog Splash, and
make a tiger of him, Sue."

"Did the calf-zebra hurt you when she kicked you over, Bunny?" Sue
wanted to know.

"No, hardly any. Her feet are soft, and I fell on the straw. But all the
paint is spilled."

"Maybe there's a little left so Henry can finish the wheelbarrow,"
suggested Sue.

"I'll go and look," offered Bunny. But he did not get the chance. For
just then Henry came into the barnyard.

"Have you seen my pot of green paint," he asked. "I left it--"

Then he saw the green striped calf. At first he laughed and then he
said:

"Oh, this is too bad! That's one of your grandpa's best calves, and he
won't like it a bit, painting him that way."

"He's a zebra," said Bunny.

"No matter what he is," and Henry shook his head, "it's too bad. I
shouldn't have left the paint where you could get it. I'll have to tell
Mr. Brown."

Bunny and Sue felt bad at this. They had not thought they were doing
anything wrong, but now it seemed that they were.

"Will--will grandpa be very sorry?" asked Sue.

"Yes, he'll be very sorry and angry," answered the hired man, "he'll not
like it to see his calf all streaked with green paint."

But Grandpa Brown was not as angry at Bunny and Sue as he might have
been. Of course he said they had done wrong, and he felt bad. But no one
could be angry for very long at Bunny Brown and his sister Sue. They
were so jolly, never meaning to be bad. They just didn't think.

But of course you know that not thinking what you are doing often makes
as much trouble as though you did a thing on purpose.

"Well, I guess I'll have to forgive you youngsters this time," said
Grandpa Brown. "But don't paint any more of my farm animals without
asking me. Now I'll see if we can get the green paint off the calf."