Shoot.

Looks like I missed the bus again. I wonder where Master W. put the rest of the pieces to the bus this time...

"Maybe next year," she said.

I know she's only in preschool so she can't pack a lunch – or even a snack – yet. But I'm ready to go to school.

Don't they get it?

Psst...

Wanna know a secret?

Puuuurrrrr...

Ahhhh...

There's nothing like a cushy ottoman for a nice, long catnap.

Uh oh.

Looks like there's some pretty heavy duty debris from last night's storm blocking the tracks up ahead. We'd better call this one in.

Hey buddy, could you move over a bit?

You're blocking my view.

I wish he'd stop looking at me that way.

It's making me nervous.

Any idea when she's going to finish our dresses?

The royal ball is set to start in an hour and I can't let the prince see me in a half-finished gown!

Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

I've been feeling a little lonesome ever since I fell out of my tree. This blanket looked so soft and cozy... I had no idea my scales would get tangled up in it.

Now I'm stuck. Shoot.

Calm down, Alligator.

There's no need to shout. I can hear you just fine.