Karlsson on the Roof
” shouted Eric.
And Karlsson was gone.
But by the side of Eric’s bed lay Bimbo in the little dog basket, fast asleep. Eric bent over him, and put his face in Bimbo’s fur. With a rough little hand he gently stroked the puppy’s head.
“Bimbo, tomorrow we’re off to Grannie’s,” he said. “Good night, Bimbo! Sweet dreams, Bimbo!”