I danced up and down on my lofty perch with delight.
It was a game! The Fire-Man was throwing things at Lop-Ear as we sometimes threw things at one another.
The game continued a little longer, but Lop-Ear did not expose himself a second time.

Then the Fire-Man gave it up.

I leaned far out over my horizontal limb and chattered down at him.

I wanted to play.

I wanted to have him try to hit me with the thing.