Like swimmin' in the creek. It's called Coyote Creek, but Mister calls it Pearlie Mae's Creek. We don't like those crazy coyotes.
I think something's going on over here. I hear noises, gotta dig into this mystery.
Hey! This is fun! I'm not allowed to do this in the yard. I hope it's okay to dig here. I swear there's something in this hole. I'm gonna get to the bottom of this.
Yep, I'm smelling something heavenly in here. A gopher? Squirrel? (Did someone say, squirrel?)
Nothing yet. I think I'll take a little break.
Hmm. I wonder if Mom realizes it's snack time.
Uh oh. She doesn't sound like she wants to give me a snack. I wonder why?
I thought I looked just fine!
Maybe if I rub my face on the sofa she'll give me a snack. What do you think?