You see, we had to have our laugh out, no matter what happened.
And then began one of the hardest tasks I ever attempted.

We started to carry the puppies to our cave.

Instead of using our hands for climbing, most of the time they were occupied with holding our squirming captives.
Once we tried to walk on the ground, but were treed by a miserable hyena, who followed along underneath.

He was a wise hyena.
Lop-Ear got an idea.

He remembered how we tied up bundles of leaves to carry home for beds.