Treed, Part Three: Now and for(n)ever

[“Not!” – ed.]
[[Don’t start with that “[…--ed.]” stuff, or I’ll fold up your fictional universe so fast it’ll make your swim head!]]
[Ok, like, chillax, dude, master of the universe, Mr. Big, Artist-formerly-known-as-God, whatever…-- ed.]

“ANY-way!…”

And now back to our story…
After much gentle cooing and cajoling and inviting-down of the Smee from the offending branch --
-- none of which caused The Smitty to loosen his grip –
that Mister finally had to climb into the tree a bit and grab the Smitty and lift him down from the branch to a lower branch from which The Smitty felt he could then climb the rest of the way down.Which he did, and then ran across the grass and went into a serious licking session with the gusto of the damned

[Query: do the damned have gusto? – ed.]
[[Don’t start!]]

(MAY) BE CONTINUED !!