Would you like me to tell you a story?
What, a Bobo and Jojo story?
No, I was not planning on telling you a story
about the enduring characters of Bobo and Jojo,
but you could mention their names
with a little bit of respect.
I mean, you might be too old for them now,
but there was a time when you were insatiable
for a good Bobo and Jojo story.
Well, I am sated.
Well, that's fine, because it's not about them.
This is... is a new story.
A new story about a young girl...
Don't make it about me.
I am not making it about you.
It's about a young girl...
fox named "Jamie."
That's the girl from the mountain book, I told you.
Okay, this is about a... this is a... this is the story
about a young girl fox named...
And she had a husband, because she was a grown-up fox
and her husband's name was, uh...
and they were grown-ups,
so they lived together in a little hole.
And... Their foxhole.
And Art was kind of a tinkerer, a scientist, an inventor,
阿特是工匠 科学家 发明家
a futzer and fiddler,
and he liked everything to be very clean and neat in the hole.
He was very fastidious about this and that little thing.
And, uh, he liked quiet time in the hole.
And so... And Goldy was very...
you know, very tough and outdoorsy.
So it was very, very different...
Dad, I said don't make it about me.
I'm not making it about you. It's about a fox named Goldy.
Well, I'm tough and outdoorsy.
You say that all the time.
So this is about a fox, named Goldy, in a foxhole.
So, one day, Art took one of his inventions.
It was a weather-predicting machine,
and he took it up to... on top of a mountain.
And he was up there,
and he was kind of messing around with it.
He was trying to predict the weather.
And he saw these big storm clouds on the horizon,
and the meters on his... on his little machine
were going crazy.
He wasn't sure if they were accurate or not
and he started looking at the clouds on the horizon,
and... and he sees this human being on the other mountain peak.
He was in a robe and sandals,
and this long beard,
and he's shouting up at the sky, he's shouting up all... talking,
and he just looks bananas.
And Art was a very smart fox.
He always knew when to listen to his inside voice
if something didn't seem right, just like we talk about.
and he took... wrapped up his machine
and he went down the mountain right away to get away from this guy.
And he went back to his hole and he wanted to tell Goldy
about his findings, because if they were accurate,
it meant there was a gigantic storm coming.
And... and Art, more than anybody, hated to...
he hated to get wet and dirty, and he hated when this...
the... their foxhole flooded.
Though Goldy didn't really care that much.
Art hated it, that's why he invented
the weather-predicting machine in the first place.
But Goldy wasn't there.
So he went around looking all over for her,
and he couldn't find her anywhere.
But he did notice that all these crowds
are all moving in the same direction,
all these different animals.
And so he went to see what was going on.
And he kinda got swept up, and he...
he followed them all down to the bay.
And there in the water, huge wooden raft,
And, uh, he thought...
"That thing is not really built that well."
And just as he was thinking that,
he was sort of swept up in the next crowd of people,
and he got jostled around, and bumped up, boom,
right up against Goldy.
There she was and he said, um,
"Where have you been?"
She said, "I've been in line for four hours!"
And he said... She hated lines.
And he said, "In line for what?"
She said, "In a line for the competition."
And he said, "What competition?"
And she said, "The best male and female of each species,
of each kind of animal..."