Skippy watches the rain fall while he waits to have a picnic. Qtip dreams about taking a stroll. Moka says, “This rain tastes like the water that I drink from my bowl!”
Qtip relaxes after a nice picnic lunch. Moka neatly folds the blanket so he can go out to play. Skippy asks, “Was that all of the food we packed for today?”
Skippy waits patiently for some fish to swim by. Qtip prepares for a long, peaceful nap on the lake. Moka imagines how big of a splash he can make.
Will Moka be the only one who gets wet today?