You were fascinated by a little tiny slug that was slimeing it's way across the lawn chair. When he slipped between the slats and began hanging from his own slime you were still fascinated while the rest of us were quite disgusted.
Your energy level baffles me. Climbing, running, jumping, climbing some more. Always at full speed. Where do you get it? It's certainly not from the tiny bit of food I can get you to eat when you've paused from running for a few moments. Off you go again. Oh if only we could bottle that energy.
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