Redhawk Caldera purple monkey dishwasher

“Say ‘butt,’ Frolic!” the older pup crowed.

Bouncing in Teya’s arms, the baby cried, Buh’lic!

The Raven lowered her to the ground and Frolic splooted there at her feet. She thumped her own tiny, socked forepaws on the ground near Teya’s sketch whilst looking at Ponyboy, her black tail twitching behind her.

But she was much too tiny for anything to hold her attention span for long. Soon she was shouting her sister’s name again (G’ee!) and scampering back toward her dad, the “bison.”

After gnawing on his foot for no particular reason, she trundled back toward Teya and Ponyboy to say, Butt! again, this time actually enunciating it.

Frolic pinballed around the den a while longer, bubbling and squeaking, until she collapsed sleepily beside Badger to recharge.