Part 4

Oh dear, thought Rabbit. Why did I put this lovely little owl in Prison? Maybe Bear was right.

"I..." said Rabbit, "made a..." Whew, it was very hard to say it. It felt like coughing up a rock. "...mistake." Oh, wow. It WAS like coughing up a rock! A huge weight had left Rabbit!

And... I... am...

SORRY? An even bigger weight lifted off Rabbit! He felt lighter than air! He had to check his feet were still on the ground. "I'm really sorry!" said Rabbit, bouncing up and down with lightness and gladness. "I'm not just saying it! I actually mean it!" He unwrapped the brambles. Owl stepped out, and shook her feathers.

"I'm sorry I threw a blueberry at you, said Vole. "That's OK," said Owl. "It was delicious." "I'm sorry I poked your tummy," said Mouse. "That's OK," said Owl. "I like tickles."

Rabbit remembered something else. "WOODPECKER! I'M SORRY I SHOUTED AT YOU!" shouted Rabbit. Woodpecker flew back. "That's OK," said Woodpecker. "I Flew! Flew! Flew! Into your burrow, and pooed all over your favourite chair, and now I feel MUCH better." "Gah!" said Rabbit.