I caught another squirrel! I caught another squirrel!
I started licking it but couldn't get it open.
Mom found me. Mom found the squirrel. She said when she called me, I came to her. I came with the squirrel hanging onto my ruff by his claws.
Mom took my squirrel. I thought she was going to open it for me.
But Mom took it away and I didn't see it again.
I smelled Mom's lips, but they didn't smell like squirrel. She doesn't have squirrel breath.
Where did it go?