I was sauntering (did I say that word? Oh yeah, VBP – see below) along my trails, taking my person for a walk and minding my own business. We were coming to the place where my puddle hangs out and I was feeling really disheartened (VBP) because my puddle’s been missing for a long time.
When all of a sudden, I stopped in my tracks. My puddle is surrounded by bare rocks, but it usually leaves some dirt behind when it disappears. But now the dirt was trying to escape too. Or maybe it was the rock trying to cover itself up.
Whatever was happening, it was really strange. I’d better get to investigating and see what I can find.
Hmmm. I don’t think the dirt or the rocks were responsible. What is it I smell?
Does this smell like boys maybe?
Well, that’s not fair. If boys were digging here why didn’t they invite me? I like to dig.
I’d better go find them.
Yup, this is it. I’m picking up some more clues.
Come on person, we’ve got to get going.
I think they went this way.
I’ve got to make those boys put all the dirt back in the puddle hole so I can dig it out with them.