Publisher's Synopsis
Peter Rabbit had stretched out wearily on a tiny sunning-bank in the farthest corner of the Old Pasture when a tiny rustle behind him made him jump to his feet with his heart in his mouth. When he looked around he saw two of the softest, gentlest eyes in the world peeping at him from behind a big fern. Later, he told Tommy Tit all about the two soft, gentle eyes he had seen peeping at him from behind a big fern, and how he wanted to know who the eyes belonged to. "If that's all you want to know, I can tell you," said Tommy Tit, jumping out into the air to catch a foolish little bug who tried to fly past. "Those eyes belong to little Miss Fuzzy-tail, and she's the favorite daughter of Old Jed Thumper!" Then Tommy Tit flew off, and all Peter could think was "Little Miss Fuzzytail!" Peter said it over and over again . . .
