Run to the safe house!
Pretend not to see her.
Crud, she saw me.
Now she'll never figure out where I am.
I lured him out with a trail of turkey pieces.
I got so frustrated at this that I barked myself out of my hiding place, turned in a circle, and hopped three times. But one word stuck in my head. Barn. “Where is this barn?” I asked.
The owl turned his head, looking east. Yes! Just where I needed to go. A barn meant people were somewhere nearby, maybe people who could help. “Can you lead me to your barn?”
|She's laughing at me.|
|Please send help!|
|I'm coming up with a plan. Just give me a minute.|
|Beginning to engineer my escape from the Frog of Shame.|
|Gotcha! I will have my revenge!|