Elf Baby

In the bottom of the garden on a cold and frosty morn,
A baby elf was sucking, all snuggled up and warm;
In the bottom of the garden, where busy bees would hum,
Propped against a mushroom, elf baby sucked its thumb.

In the bottom of the garden on a cold and frosty morn,
A baby elf was touching, all snuggled up and warm;
In the bottom of the garden, rubbing the fluff on its hat,
Propped again a mushroom, Elf Baby A’Touching sat.

In the bottom of the garden on a cold and frosty morn,
A baby elf lay snoozing, all snuggled up and warm;
In the bottom of the garden, where no pets went to play,
Underneath a mushroom, the snoozing elf would stay.

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

Even with 18 sports already established in PnF, there were plenty of pets who just couldn’t hope to compete in any of them. Naturally that made them all feel very, VERY left out. So they held a meeting to work out what to do. Some said they wanted to compete with hula hoops, others wanted to fly kites, but no suggestion made had enough possible competitors to make it into a sport instead of a solo demonstration.

One of the pandas, who was really fed up, decided to vent her feelings. “This is unacceptable!” she said. “Incomprehensible! Insufferable!”

“Unsatisfactory!” rumbled a Yeti.

“Exceptionable!” scowled a starfish.

“Inconcssssssseivable!” added a garter snake.

Everyone looked at the snake.

“I heard it in a film,” he explained.

“With that many esses?” asked a hermit crab.

“Well that’s the way snakes spell it,” said the snake. “And it scores better with more esses in it.”

Then he had to explain about scoring in “Words with Pets”, and since everyone present seemed to be able to use long words to explain how bad it was that they had no sport to play, soon they were all playing “Words with Pets”.

Favorite food:

Melon Kebab

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