Wiggle drove for a long time. The crew ate their cake and ice cream, sang songs, played games,  and of course, took dog naps.

"A dog bone is buried in the back yard. A dog bone is buried in the front yard. A dog bone is buried in the garden. Let's all go dig them up! A dog bone is hiding in the sofa. A dog bone is hiding in the closet. A dog bone is hiding in the bedroom. Let's all go dig them up!"   "Are we there yet?" asked Cricket. Patrick started to jiggle around in his seat.  Everyone seemed to be getting restless.

"Does anyone need to use the Fire Hydrant?" asked Wiggle, pulling over to the side of the road. "I do!" cried Patrick. "Me too!" said Henry. Everyone got out, stretched their legs and used the Fire Hydrant.  They piled back in the bus, trying to guess where they would end up.  "It sure takes a long time to share time," giggled Molly Malone.

 

Ten miles after the Hydrant, Wiggle stopped again.  Everyone looked out their windows but all they could see was a slushy parking lot. "I sort of thought it would be more special," whispered Molly Malone. Wiggle turned off her noisy engine and opened her door.

While the sheepies were looking out toward the parking lot, three orphan puppies tippypawed into the Wigglebus from the other side. "Who are they?" whispered Scruffy.