Tapir

So, the great debate begins with me! Is it pronounced TAY-per? TAY-peer? Ta-pier? Or Ta-pee-er? Does it matter? Not to me, just don’t call me late to dinner!
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Dinosaur.
Dinosaur who?
No, silly, dinosaurs ROAR!
I crack me up!
Did you hear about the fire at the circus?
It was in TENTS!
Ha! Ha! Ha! I’m full of these knee slappers!
Do you know why the pirate went to the Caribbean?
He needed some arrggh and arrggh!
No, no, don’t walk away, I have so many more to tell you!

Your pet becomes an expert at finding its own food!

The Quarter Mile begins with running away from cats. Great big cats with huge teeth and claws that like the taste of anything that can’t run fast enough to get away. Of course when Frank the Pig put an end to killing and eating, that left a lot of fabulous natural athletes with nothing to do all day but graze. Some are happy like that. Others point scornfully at Milky Moo Cows and pour contempt on moon jumping. But the cows reply, “we have our own sport. What have you got that’s so special?”

Big quadrupeds didn’t like the idea of opal tossing or weightlifting, and how could they sail or climb trees? When the cows said they were running away from the idea of sport, the answer was obvious; who can run like a big powerful quadruped? All you need is a start and a finish point, and a crowd.

Favorite food:

Bunch Of Leaves

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