Sailor here.
Jib here.
Zoe here.
We are happy! We had walkies! In the sunshine! In the wind!
(Jib): My ears were blown up, both of them.
(Zoe): My ears are always up!
(Sailor): I kept my ears in my frill to tell Mom I know she's the boss.
(Mom): My ears are frozen.
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