See, there was this squirrel out in the yard the other day. And he was...first he was on his back, playing with this sproingy sproingy bit of tree shoot. Then he jumped on it and pinned it to the ground. Then he leaped up, ran to the other tree, ricocheted off the trunk, and ran back to pin the sproingy sproingy tree shoot again.
Then he saw a robin a few feet away, and stalked it, like a cat.
Then he want back to the sproingy sproingy tree shoot.
Then I went inside because it was a hunnerd degrees out.