“I heard you lost a couple of sheep this week,” she said.
“Yeah, I did, a cow, too,” the farmer returned, adding, “Gone, vanished into thin air like they never were there. And who told you?”
“Oh, a little birdie told me,” she smiled.
“No, really, who did you hear it from because I’ve only complained to two people about it, and one of those was the Sheriff?” he asked seriously.
“I told you,” she said. “I heard it from a little birdie. Honestly, I am telling you the truth.”
Then he saw her Pterodactyl.