
Chameleon: Cooter those are some wild, beautiful, green leafy, rainbowy blossoming little Spring-ing dreams you are circulating!
Cooter: SHHHHHHH. Let me dream on...Don't wake me now!
Chameleon: OK. Dream on Cooter. But we're about to have a visitor and I know you will wake up for customary greetings then.
Cooter: SHHHHHH I tell you! Whenever something wake-worthy happens it happens, ok?
Chameleon: OK, Little Cooter, dream on for just a few more moments.
Cooter: I can fly with flocks of wide-winged gleaming birds and scramble the tallest sparkly trees and wildest budding gardens with dozens of the boldest flee-bitten squirrels in any given few more dreaming moments. Now SHHHHH please.
Chameleon: OK, OK, OK.