Fuzz and the herd rest close to a berth of ferns.

The sheep are fond of the fern grove.

Fuzz trots close to a fern and sniffs.

"I like ferns," she says. "They are soft and cool."

Fuzz wants a fern that is just hers.

So, Fuzz tugs, and a fern pops up from the soil.

The roots stick to the stem.

Fuzz shrugs. "I hope that is not bad," she says. "I like this fern."

She picks up the fern and brings it to her herd.

From his perch, Bert the frog shouts, “Do not grab the ferns, Fuzz. You must ask to take a fern! Ferns need time to get big.”

"Sorry, Bert," Fuzz says, "Next time, I will check in with you."