We tried to get Tilly to ride a pony, but she wasn't having any of it.
Not exactly thrilled to be here, it would appear...
On the Vulcans' firetruck.
Time to go home.
She couldn't be bothered to actually walk in the back door on her own power. She sort of flopped down and waited for one of us to bring her in the kitchen.
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