One fine morning in the Hundred Acre Wood, Kanga was busy sweeping up leaves out of her house. She took a deep breath and sighed as she enjoyed the cool, windy breeze.
"Feels so nice," Kanga said to herself.
She kept sweeping, when Tigger came bouncing toward her happily.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo! Top of the mornin', Mrs. Kanga, ma'am!", Tigger greeted.
"Well, good morning to you, Tigger, dear," Kanga smiled.
Tigger laughed. "She called me dear!", he said to himself.
"So, what brings you here?", Kanga asks Tigger.
"Oh, nothin'. Just wanted to come and say hi to my ol' buddy Roo."
"Oh, of course, dear. Come on in," Kanga walks into her house as Tigger follows suit.
"Roo! Tigger's here!", Kanga calls out to her son. As fast as a rocket, Roo came running down to greet Tigger.
"Hi, Tigger! Hi, Tigger!", Roo exclaime as he came running down.
"Why, hello there, Roo boy!", Tigger said as he extended his arm for a hug. The little joey jumped into his arms as they embraced. Kanga watched, smiling.
"Wanna go and play?", Roo asks Tigger.
"You bet! Hoo-hoo-hoo!", Tigger laughs as he and Roo go bouncing outside together. Kanga stands outside as she waves.
"Good luck, dears!", Kanga calls out to the two.