1After a gentle rain, the garden smelled like wet earth and green leaves. Peppa stepped outside in her plain red dress and shiny black shoes. Her little pig ears perked up. “Come on, George!” she called.
2George toddled after her in his plain blue outfit and shiny black shoes. His curly tail wiggled. “Dine-saw!” he said, looking at a puddle. “Not a dinosaur, George,” said Peppa. “A puddle! A very good puddle.”
3Near the back fence, they found a dry, dusty corner where no puddles had reached. The soil was pale and crumbly. Peppa crouched down and pressed one little pink trotter into it. “This bit is thirsty,” she said. George nodded his big round snout very seriously.
4Peppa fetched the plain red watering can from the shed. George held it with both trotters. Together they tipped it slowly — glug, glug, glug — and the dry corner turned lovely and dark.
5Then Peppa collected smooth stones from the path, one by one, and laid them in a curving line. George looked carefully for the roundest stone of all.
6George chose the roundest, most perfect stone and placed it right in the middle. “Oooh,” said George, proud as anything.
7Next they planted two small flowers with soft yellow petals, pressing the roots in gently with their trotters. Peppa patted the soil. George patted the soil. Pat, pat, pat.
8Just then, a worm poked its head up between two stones. It was pink and wiggly and seemed very pleased to meet them. George jumped. Then he giggled. “Hee hee hee!”
9“Hello, worm,” said Peppa cheerfully. “You can live here. You will help the flowers.” The worm wriggled back into the earth, quite satisfied with the arrangement.
10The two little pigs stood back and looked at their rain garden. Smooth stones curved around a tiny pool, yellow flowers nodded, and a small reflection of the sky shimmered in the water. Peppa smiled. George smiled. Their curly tails wiggled at exactly the same moment.
