Once upon our time, we went to the farm. What was your favorite animal? Did it have fur? Feathers? Was it fond of fish? Draw a picture of how it looked. Please write below it what it did or did not say or do.
My favorite animal was the zoophagus. Close relative of Snuffelupagus, according to my research. Also has distant relations in the giraffe clan, as evidenced by the long neck. The neck is, indeed, as long as the nose. You remember how they look, don't you? Perhaps you should draw a picture, now, so you don't forget. Many have, and so I write to remind you. I waved enthusiastically at the youngest in the herd, who was in fact the tallest. Unlike other farm animals and other live things, zoophagusses (they hate the pretentiousness of the proper 'zoophagi') shrink over time. She winked back at me, her feathery eyelashes waving in the breeze.
Draw a picture, if you will, of your favorite animal and my favorite animal. Are they friends? Are they shy? Do they play well together or poorly? Which one is better at sharing? What kind of food do they BOTH enjoy? (If you cannot think of a common favorite food, please consider chocolate cake.)
If you find your animals are having a conflict, such as perhaps one animal liking chocolate cake so much that it eats the other's share, please consider baking a second cake and reminding the offending animal that it is good to ask politely for seconds after everyone has had their own piece of chocolate cake, fed to them on china plates or banana leaves, whichever is most easily accessible.
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