Mumbo: Ooooo, Tucker, I like your photo! You're one handsome rooster.
Otter: Mumbo! Don't be forward. It isn't becoming.
Mumbo: Why not? I'd rather be forward and possibly attract a "nice" rooster than those horrid things that are in the pen with us!!
Adonis: No worries about those roosters, they won't be here long.
Otter: What do you mean, Adonis?
Mumbo: Yea - what do you mean?
Otter: I just said that.
Mumbo: I know, I was just reiterating. You're so bossy....
Adonis: Well, today, when one jumped on my back and started pulling my head feathers really mean, Mommy went at him with her boot! She was really mad.
Otter: And how does that mean they won't be here long?
Adonis: Because at the same time she said "Get off my Addie Girl!!! I will so enjoy putting you in the pot next month!"
Mumbo: What's a pot?
Otter: Ohhhhh, I know what that means. Same thing it did the last time we had roosters that were ganging up on us girls at one time! Daddy's gonna turn 'em upside down in this orange thingee, then Mommy's gonna grab their feet and put them in a bit shiny silver pot and pull out all their feathers! We never saw them again after that.
Mumbo: Serves them right for pulling OUR feathers out!
