In a tizzy dizzy Gretta opened her mouth to apologize and some yummy blueberry tasting stuff dripped out of the bottle on her tongue. Oh...thats sooooooo gooooood....distyseettjkeklg...bllegeeel...ggood.dllgd...stoot!!!
Dear friend, our dear little Gretta from Gothere closed her eyes and fainted with four paws up! The Magical Mushroom Land had taken dear Gretta by surprise. As the little man marched over to her he pushed on her nose and kicked her ear...and Gretta did not respond. Gretta was in a deep deep sleep, dreaming of magical mushrooms and a raccoon that was dancing on the moon, and a bear that was doing cart wheels over a rainbow...there was a book flying, with no words and a couple of rats swimming in tea bags...Gretta had gone...to sleep....deep sleep, slumbering sleep....Will her friends ever find her?