Four Legs are Better Than Two ~Gabriella

Four Legs are Better Than Two


As the sun drifted through the branches Sullivan Sloth woke up lazy as usual and climbed down the tree to do his morning business. Pongo the Parrot flew by happy and singing as usual stopped for a drink on a flower by Sullivan. “Beautiful day right Sullivan?” she chirped excitedly “Right Sullivan?” she said again “Oh yah beautiful day alright.” He said irritated that Pongo had disturbed his nap during his pee. “Well I’ll be off and tell Artie the Aardvark if you see him not to eat to many ants. I’m having a partying a few days and with his stomach he will be as full as an overstuffed Thanksgiving turkey. Oh and thank you in advance.” Said Pongo “Okay.” Mumbled Sullivan. As he climbed back up his tree Artie ambled by slowly while looking for something to eat. ”Don’t eat to much Artie.” Sullivan said quietly glad that he could tell Pongo that he told Artie but that Artie didn’t listen. As Sullivan looked around for another feeding branch Sally the Slug s-l-o-w-l-y c-r-a-w-l-e-d by exclaiming “Their coming their coming the big men are coming.” Sally who is coming? No one is coming besides Mitchelle the Monkey for the party. What is going on?” I finished “Big Men with big things are cutting down trees.” Sally said still trying to catch her breath. “So what do you think?” Sally asks me. “Well? She says, “If my calculations are right it took you 21 days to get here so the Big Men are probably gone by now but thanks for the worrying.” I say knowingly no one ever listens to me but this I’ll be right I know I will, said Sally. Sally gloomily while slimly sliding off. “Hello? Jullian?”