I think it must be awfully fun to go fishing. Sometimes when I'm eating thick buffalo burger, I close my eyes and imagine slender, flaky salmon slab and delicate bones. I have thirty six fishing poles to take with me if we ever move closer to the water. I made them out of dirt, prairie grass, buffalo products, and bric-a-brack.
I have a band with some coyotes I met. Well, they already had a band, but one night they heard me singing my stick songs about my pet sticks (You have to look very hard to find any sticks in the prairie, but sometimes they're around!) We have a lot of time to think together. I could still use some more time to think! We think the best together while we're running. And that is also how we sing.
weeeee!