I need a hug written by Susan, illustrated by debica. I need a hug written by suc, illustrated by da cola. As the early morning sun rose over the zoo, the animals were waking up, all except for both the bush baby. Like all bush babies, both slept in the daytime, so he was ready for bed. But where was mommy? Bu couldn't sleep without his mommy special bad time hug. Bu looked everywhere, but mommy was nowhere to be seen. So boo went to see lion. I need a hug. Boo set to lion very gently, line lifted ball in one big pool and. Hugged him close. Thank you. Lian splattered boo with a mouth full of lines men, but your hug is too, Harry. So you want to see giraffe? I need a hug. Bo called up to giraffe. Giraffe stopped what he was doing, wrapped her long neck around bo and talked and lifted him all at once. Thank you. Giraffes gulped bo, looking down at the ground below. But your hug is too high. So boo went to see penguin. I need a hug. Bo caught to penguin. Penguin looked up from his breakfast, stretched out his flippers and pulled boot, told him, thank you. Penguin choked boo, holding his nose, but your hug is to fishing so bo went to see kangaroo. I need a hug bu shouted to kangaroo SHE bounded past without stopping, can grow swept bow of his feet and talked him as he hopped on her way. Thank you. Can grew, be managed to say, in between each huge jump but your hug is much to bound sea boo was tired and he needed a bad time hug more than ever. Perhaps macao could help. I need a hug elt bow above macloud square. Mccaw Carried on square, spread his wings and hocked bo to his father's chest. Thank you. Mccaw, yeltsin, but your hug is just too noisy. What about polar bear? wondered. Bo, I need a hug. sad. Bo, looking up into polar bears friendly face ever so carefully, polar bear opened her arms and gathered ball up into her soft White fur. Thank you, polar bear. Yang bo, skating, but your hug is too bright. What was boot to do? IT was time for bed, and still there was no mommy and still no, just write bad time hug. Too wrinkly to bumpy, too tight to take me, too big, too wet. I don't need a hug. That's too Harry, too high to fish, too balsa, too noisy, too bright, too wrinkly me, too tight, too tickly, too big or too wet. Whispered, bow to himself. I need a hug. That's that's just then bo felt warm, familiar coffee arms around him. That's just right. He shouted in daylight, sleep tight, bo, sad mommy, as he gave him the coast snugness just right that time, hug in all the world. The end, written by suzy lee, illustrated by debica canali, it's morning at the zoo and the animals are getting up, all except for both the bush baby who is getting ready for bed. But where's mommy? And more importantly, where is a special bad time hug?