Mr. Beaver threw back his head and hollered, “Trunktap! We could use your assistance!” There was silence. And then three quick taps echoed down from the forest canopy. “Ah, that’ll be him,” said Mr. Beaver, smiling. A very handsome woodpecker swooped into the garden. “You called?” came the woodpecker’s musical voice. “Indeed I did! Everyone, this is my wood-pecking pal, Trunktap. Now, Trunky, we need some tree resin, the really sticky stuff. Can you help us out?” “Of course I can!” said the woodpecker. “You’ve got a perfect pine right here!”
loveee this so much, when you have true friends, they will help you out. lovelovelove that
