There are two dogs, Barkley and Bentley. They're discussing and joking, trying to figure things out. They're admiring the cars, trying to figure out which one is best - which one of them and which one of the cars. The biggest one is really nice, probably male, and they're trying to figure out if they can be friends. He's the big guy. It's helpful that they're same breed. They're having fun in there! There's another person. They know something's about to happen!
Some girl walks up and she thinks she's really cool. She's smaller, wearing a cute scarf. Maybe she has one of those of cute coats. Red. Or blue or green. Because it's the cold time of year. It's around Christmas.
"is she a dog?"
"There she is!"
"What do we do with her?" "How does it work?"
"We hope she doesn't bite us!"
At least there are two of us and only one of her.
Well, Sylvia says, we don't know much about the anatomy of a dog. But we can pretend we know. We're being careful.
She's asking directions!
Or maybe she's telling them where to go.
She's a cop! She says, "May I help you?"
She wants to be included. They're having a good time.
"We better take them - those directions!"
They're directions to someplace to show off the car. Maybe one is from the other side of the world and doesn't know how to speak the language!
"We're having trouble!"
"I'm happy to talk to you."
I love this because every time I see these little dogs they're so nice and so sweet.
The big one feels special. He wants to show off his car and his muscles. But he's not mean.
They get married and live happily every after. The cop was so impressed he decides he decides to get married too!!