I tinked I wuzzed sitting in the Ivy!
I thoughted I heared a froggie under this stump, so I goed in to look.
there wuz not one.
so I trotted down the road agin. see my wet pawprints?
I klimbed over sum big rocks
And made crunching sounds winned I walked over pine needles and fallen leaves.
I sure ruv living in Cassle Rock!