The following are my interpretations of what I think Doo-Dah is thinking:
Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum; Oh, hey there. I'm just playing with my bright jingly ball, mom. I'm not getting into anything, I swear. If you did find something, it wasn't me.
See, I scoot it around and it makes noise. And if I stay under the couch, nobody can get me.
Uh-Oh! I think I pushed it away too far and I am NOT leaving the safety of the couch.
How in the world do I get it now? I need to assess the situation.
Hmm, my arms aren't quite long enough. Drat!
Oh that sneaky ball; I've been foiled! Next time you will be mine.
Hmm, my arms aren't quite long enough. Drat!
Oh that sneaky ball; I've been foiled! Next time you will be mine.
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