Chapter IV 

 My First Sand Bath 



FROM now on we went out every 

 day when it was fine, and we grew 

 to understand each other more and 

 more. When Fessor came into the den 

 I used to chirp and tell him how glad I 

 was to see him. Then he would snap 

 his fingers and I would run towards him, 

 and when he put his hand down to the 

 floor, I would jump in, and he would lift 

 me up to the desk. Then, if he had a 

 few minutes to spare, he would chew up 

 pinion nuts for me and let me eat them 

 from his lips ; or, if he felt hurried, he 

 would give me three or four and let me 



