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!








