Mether, you know there are not nearly enough squirtles around here for me to be lucky enough to have one up this tree. There is something else up here that intrigues me.
Well, Chet, there is a goldfinch singing very loudly at the top of the birch. Is that what you're wondering about?
You say it is a goldfinch? It has a very loud song, and I am curious about it. I would like to get a closer look at it.
These are the times I wish a Boston terrier could climb. I can run and jump very well, but climbing is hard for me. I do not have the right kind of hands.
Oh, how I would like to see the bird that is making that song.
Finally! Now I see him. All that noise from such a small small bird. Hummm.
Chet Baker, now you can add American goldfinch to your life list. Just one more reason to call you Little Cat Dog.