I FLOATED ON A LOG DOWNSTREAM

I floated on a log downstream. I was a beaver.  I knew this log was the only thing keeping me afloat but I also wanted to eat the log. I started to nibble at it and my beaver mother slapped me on the back of the head. She glared at me and handed over a bag of log shaped candies. I frowned and sat there chewing on them. It just wasn't the same. I couldn't wait to move out of log and have my own log and eat my log and drown myself as I pleased.