"Fur instance, dere's lotsa twigs an' dead stuff in da gawdin dat needs my attenshun", says Domino.
"Now I noes how Twiggeh feels!"
"But wait -- dis looks promisin'! Dere's sumfing green in da gawdin close to da grownd. Why I fink it's da PURRiwinkle winkin' back at me!"
Even though Domino has no boundaries, the garden does ...
... and she goes to the very edge.
There are no holds barred ...
... when it comes to the search for more signs of life.
"Den I reports back", says she.
But she takes one more glance before ...
... confirming her stance.
"SPURRing may be late, but it has defunitely SPURRung!", Domino declares.
