Tortoise Cat: This yard grass is tough and tasty, Chameleon. But the plants here are almost all dried out, browning or golden instead of green. The foolish big one in charge here forgets to turn the water sprinklers on, night after night. When will we fly homeward? I'm ready!
Chameleon: Our departure is up in the air at this moment, Tortoise Cat. It may be many whiles away, or much sooner.
Tortoise Cat: The Big One wants to fly away soon, I know, Chameleon.
Chameleon: But we may stay longer, anyway, Tortoise Cat.
Chameleon: Let's play today, no matter what, Tortoise Cat.
Tortoise Cat: OK, Chameleon, let's blur furs -- and scales -- and rumpus up some fun with the squirrels scampering here now.
|I'm ready to fly back to this yard!|