Blacky and Tru continued their search for Curly, and drifted through the galaxies and clouds expecting, hoping to find their best buddy floating among them.
“I’m worried that Curly’s not still alive?” chirped Tru anxiously to Blacky.
“He is!” baaed Blacky calmly, not to worry Tru “Our Curly’s a clever poodle!” but secretly she feared that he might not be alive.
As time passed, Blacky and Tru became more worried that they’d never find their best buddy, Curly. They believed they saw Curly in every cloud they drifted through, except none of the clouds had Curly’s drooping head!