Snowball: I'm not sure I like this new place. Am I supposed to eat this stick?
Doodle: Whatsa matter with you, Snowball? Look around! The place is filled with all kinds of yummy green things. Look at the Uncles, chomping away!
Snowball: This other stick thing is poking me in the eye. I don't like it.
Doodle: Are you nuts? This place is great, and no ponies to torment us like at the last place!
Snowball: Yeah, but look over the fence. I wanna eat THAT grass.
Doodle: You can eat plenty of that grass every day when Mom and Dad take us places for eating and 'sploring,
Snowball: *SIGH* I guess. I'll try some.
Doodle: Sometimes you have to help sort the baby out and point him in the right direction!