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  **I awoke to the sharp buzzing of a leaf beetle. When I looked out the window of my beautiful leaf home I was very surprised to see that Lenny the leaf beetle was tapping on my window. “Petunia Partula snail,” he said in an urgent voice. “I need your help, I am being chased by an insane spider monkey and I need some place to hide”. Suddenly we heard a rustle in the bushes. Then I told Lenny to come around to the front door. Out of the blue there came a screeching, and poor Lenny never made it to the door. **  **As I was grieving over the loss of poor Lenny the leaf beetle, I decided to go to the riverbank. When I arrived at the bank I saw Carol the caiman swimming swiftly with the current. The water was extremely clear today and I saw something I had never noticed before, there were little plankton eating at Carol’s belly. I asked Carol what the plankton were doing. “They are cleaning my stomach”, Carol replied. I also asked her why they were doing that. “ The scum and algae that are on my tummy are what the plankton eat, so they get their food and I get clean, that way there is something for everyone”. “Thank you for explaining that whole process to me, Carol”, I said in a cheerful voice. Then I went on to perform my daily yoga poses. ** **After my daily yoga poses were complete, I trudged back to my leaf home for an afternoon snack. My thoughts were filled with the mournful death of Lenny. He was such a good friend. I remember the afternoons we spent together doing the** **Upward Antenna. My thoughts were interrupted by the squeal of Walle the Warthog. I rushed out of my home to see what was wrong.
 * __A Day in the Life of Petunia Partula Snail__ **

"Oh," he complained, "I'm so hungry. I think I've got pork worms. Well, I'm on my way over to see Dr. Dolores Dodo Bird. See ya around."

"Bye!" I called after him, and slid up the nearest tree, where Teresa the Toucan had her home high in the treetops. She was comfortable there, and didn't bother anyone, not even the tree. Once I reached the cozy bungalow, Teresa greeted me with a warm smile and a friendly hello. We began our game of Cricket with a refreshing cup of coconut cider. We played through the evening, and I won the tense game by a point. Feeling energized from the excercise, I thanked Teresa and went home for a good night's sleep. In my house, I fumbled around, found my bed, and lied down. As I drifted off to sleep, the faint murmur of tree frogs leaping from tree to tree lulled me to sleep. I dreamed about what interesting events would occur the next day, and if I tomorrow I could create more enjoyable yoga poses with my friends.

But that's a whole other story. **



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