Then I can judge whether it is terrible or delightful." "It isn't pleasant, I assure you," said the Lion, yawning.
"To me it seems wholly unnecessary," declared Hank the Mule.
"You ought to break yourself of the habit," said the Sawhorse.

"You never hear me snore, because I never sleep.

I don't even whinny as those puffy meat horses do.

I wish that whoever stole Toto's growl had taken the Mule's bray and the Lion's roar and the Woozy's snore at the same time." "Do you think, then, that my growl was stolen ?" "You have never lost it before, have you ?" inquired inquired the Sawhorse.
"Only once, when I had a sore throat from barking too long at the moon." "Is your throat sore now ?" asked the Woozy.
"No," replied the dog.
"I can't understand," said Hank, "why dogs bark at the moon.

They can't scare the moon, and the moon doesn't pay any attention to the bark.