“Dinner is fun,” said Shep. “Maybe I’ll get a bone."
"Can't you think about anything else?” growled Howard.
“There isn’t anything else to think about,” replied Shep. Sometimes, though, he dreamed of a flock of sheep to call his own.
“I know,” said Howard. “Let’s meet after dinner and plan something fun to do. Then you cloud think about something else besides bones.”
With the prospect of better times after dinner, the four animals trotted off to their homes.