The mean, nasty, horrible Rabbit Lady had thrown my Special Notebook up into the tree. I was going to climb up to get it, but my legs are only short and I'm a bit frighty of big heights. Fortunately Jezza the giraffe was around so he just stretched out his long neck and passed my Special Notebook down to me. I stuffed it up my sweatshirt out of Honey's way.
I wonder what it's like being tall like Jezza...do you think his ears get ever so cold in the wind?
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