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Soon after he scurried quickly past Freddy fox who was heading to Benny badger’s set for a

small breakfast of blackberries and honey.

“What are you doing out this time of morning then Tyler?” Freddy shouted to him, trying to

catch up with the fast little mouse.
Tyler was so excited that he almost didn’t hear dear Freddy, but suddenly he turned back

and waited for him while he asked, “Hummm? Oh… well, don’t tell Milly, but I’m going to the

farmer’s cottage for some jam.”

“Jam? Is jam sweet-tasting, Tyler?”
Tyler could see in Freddy’s face that he was anxious to try some, so the sneaky mouse put

on a little show for Freddy waving his arms around with excitement.

“Well, of course it is. It’s just about the sweetest, tastiest mouthful of joy you could

possibly imagine Freddy.”
“It’s really that good?”

Oh yes, absolutely.”

Tyler figured that if Freddy would go with him to the farm house, then he could be certain

that Freddy would not run off straight back to Milly to tell her what her sneaky husband was
getting up to.

Because unlike Benny, who always kept quiet about other people’s business, Freddy was

the gossip of Gingers Wood and put the old ‘sly’ fox name to shame as he could not under any

circumstances keep a secret. Still, he had always had a good and caring heart.
“OK well let’s go. I’ll come with you before I go to Benny’s set.”