“What are you doing?” Jen-Jen asked, seeing a raccoon in the middle of her flower garden.
“I saw your beautiful spring flowers,” explained the raccoon. “I was hungry and these flowers smell so good.”
The raccoon grabbed a handful and stuffed them into his mouth.
“No!” shouted Jen-Jen. “My beautiful spring flowers. Why would you eat them?”
The raccoon knew that Jen-Jen was mad at him. He didn’t want to stick around any longer. He was afraid of what Jen-Jen might do to him. He took off running.
“Wait!” cried Jen-Jen. “I want to find out why you ate my flowers. I spent so much time growing them and you just came along and destroyed them in seconds.”
The raccoon heard every word Jen-Jen said as he kept running. He felt bad about what he did.
“I shouldn’t have done that,” said the raccoon. “I guess I can understand why Jen-Jen was upset. I need to make it up to her.”
The raccoon walked into the nearby village to the flower shop. He ordered a box of fresh spring flowers and he delivered them to Jen-Jen’s front porch.
“Oh my!” exclaimed Jen-Jen when she saw the box. “What is this?”
Jen-Jen took the box into her house. She could smell a fresh burst of spring as she opened it up.
“What beautiful flowers!” exclaimed Jen-Jen. “I wonder who sent them.”
Jen-Jen looked in the box for a card. There wasn’t one. She went outside to the porch thinking that maybe the card fell off but there wasn’t one there either. She did notice some raccoon paw prints on the walkway.
“I know who sent these,” said Jen-Jen. “That was very sweet of him. I was a bit hard on him.”
Jen-Jen had some raw vegetables that she didn’t want so she set them out that night. She sat outside quietly until the raccoon showed up.
“Thank you for the flowers,” said Jen-Jen. “That was very nice of you. I am sorry that I was so hard on you.”
“It is okay,” said the raccoon. “If someone ate my flowers, I would be upset too.”
Jen-Jen and the raccoon soon became good friends.
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