 Pa can't figure out some way to put fires out. Well, Tyler says Pa better quit being chief of the brigade. Aw, Tim will figure something out. That's why we came to visit, Tim and me. Say, you want to see my calf? Aw, gee, you bet. Well, come on. Well, what kind of calf is it? Guernsey. Ah, there she is. And a pen. That little fella? Mm-hmm. Aw, gosh, she's cute.