Cordelia was not like other goats Every day while the herd gamboled on the hill nibbling on interesting things Cordelia sat beside her best friend Pog and watched the tugboats in the bay 88
Cordelia had memorized every signal horn She'd studied engines bumpers and tow lines But the thing she loved best about tugboats was the way they were always ready to help
One day after the boats all chugga chugged back to the dock Cordelia lay in the daisies pretending to swim through the sky Wouldn't it be wonderful to be tugboats Poggers she asked No Pog said Well I want to be a tugboat Cordelia said My heart dreams tugboat dreams
