Baa! Baa!
The Royal Bedroom was full of sheep!
"Sheep!" the queen yelled.
She jumped into the king's arms.
Tom stared at the sheep.
"Oops!" he said.
Dirk grinned.
"Now Tom will go to the Grim Dungeon!" he thought.
"What's going on?" the king roared.
He walked among the sheep.
Dirk followed the king.
Then the king turned—and stepped on Dirk's foot.
"Ouch!" Dirk hopped behind the king.
"Your Majesty, I told Tom to make a drink!
I didn't say sheep!"
"Hrmpf!" the king said.
"There are so many sheep!" the queen cried.
The king began counting them. "One, two . . ."
His eyelids felt heavy and he yawned.
Suddenly the king fell—into Tom's arms!
The king slept until the next morning.
Tom and Cat brought the sheep outside.
The sheep stayed under the king's window.
Every night the king fell asleep—counting sheep!
"I fall asleep before I count to ten," the king said.
"Thank you, Tom!"
Dirk was stuck taking care of the sheep.
"I'll get that wizard!" he grumbled.
The king was happy.
But the queen was not.
She still couldn't get any beauty sleep.
The king's snoring kept her awake!