Jongalet had thoroughly enjoyed his day at the procession of wild pygmy smegmice, this only happened once a year in Denzerland, and Jongalet was always first in queue for the feather hole washing.
It was shortly after twelfty o clock on the fifth day of the summer solstice in Denzerland, Framlingham decided that he would walk with the wild hyana bushes and mikligan tree stubs in the forest of boondocks.
