In a beautiful garden, filled with colorful flowers and buzzing bees, lived Sassy the Spider. Now, Sassy was a bit different from other spiders—not only because she had a unique pink and purple color but also because she was rather silly! Every spider knows that when the sun is shining, they must hurry and weave their webs before the dew comes and makes them heavy. But not Sassy; she was too busy dancing on a pretty rose or swinging from a dainty flower!
Then one day, much to her surprise, as she tried to spin her web, she found she hadn’t made one at all!
“Oh dgonnit!” sighed Sassy. “No web, and here comes the dew and I haven’t even had my breakfast! I can’t catch anything without a web. Oh dear! What shall I do?”
Now, right nearby happened to be Reggie the Rainbow Beetle, one of the smartest insects in the garden.
“What’s the matter, Sassy?” he asked. “Why are you looking so sad?”
“Oh dear!” sighed Sassy again. “Just see how thick the dew is getting. It’s dreadful! I have no web to catch my breakfast.”
“Don’t give up hope,” said Reggie. “If you will get all your friends together, I’ll promise that we can do something about it! Une will all do our best! Better throw a PARTY!”
“Oh, shall I?” Sassy cried, quickly brightening up. She smiled all over her soft pink-and-purple body.
So she hurried to some rose bushes, whose red flowers had always been her favorites, and called all her friends, both big and little, and all invited to a PARTY in two grand near-by, shady trees, and that they must all come! Just as soon as she had asked them, she set to work to make her web and soon had a nice, large one all ready, and quite the prettiest web anyone had ever seen in that lovely fairy world of flowers.
Now all Reggie had done was to stand quietly, watching his little friend; but as soon as he got everyone into the party flowers, he said, “Now, friends, what shall we do for a surprise for poor Sassy? What can we think of that will make her happy?”
And everybody gave bits of advice, but at last there came one idea that pleased everyone.
So all the best cooks among the beetles and ants prepared the daintiest little dishes they could think of, first gathering them into Sassy’s pink-and-purple weblin.
“Was ever party so nice?” exclaimed Sassy, dancing about.
And so the sun shone brightly upon the merry party beneath the green leaves of the shady tree, Thomas the Toad singing sweetly, every one doing his “darndest,” and everybody eating and eating! Why, Tea-Party Day was the happiest of all the happy days in the beautiful garden.
At last, of course, Sassy grew sleepy and said she thought she really ought to go home, so that she would be sure to be up in time for breakfast in the morning before the dew had come.
“Breakfast? Before the dew!” shouted everyone, hopping up. “Don’t be silly, Sassy! You can’t have any breakfast! What will you catch it in?”
“That’s what I wanted to speak to you about,” Sassy remarked. “I was silly not to make it THERE yesterday.”
Then she pointed up to her web, and everybody looked where she pointed.
“Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!” they all shouted. For there in the nicely-made web were rolled up all the crickets and garden flies and all sorts of funny bugs that Sassy had caught for breakfast during her dance-making in the dew. Hungrily down they were poking their heads, getting ready for a party breakfast all by themselves.
Now, perhaps after all, Sassy was not so very silly, was she?