On Tuesday, we drove to the Hamilton Zoo because we had filled the marble jar up. We had to investigate if the zoo is a good place for animals.
"Those tigers look really fierce," I thought. Next, one of them jumped onto the window. Waylon started to giggle again. After that, the tiger jumped off the window. The tigers' tails were orangey orange and as black as dirt. Their whiskers were as white as snow and their tongues were as red as blood. Next, the tiger jumped on the window again, then it jumped off and walked away.