Flippy was doing cartwheels and backflips throughout the town making a buck one dollar at a time. Some cheap ass tossed a penny in her direction. She backflipped and knocked his ass to the ground. 

Every corner was busy with more animals roaming about than people. It must be due to all the construction happening that has the animals wondering around aimlessly.  She notices one animal is not amongst us. A cow is missing!  A cow would be cool because we could call them the cash cow. Flippy must find a cow. Yes, we must seek out who our cash cow will be. 

Working her way down the street she sees a cool tree to climb. Sitting next to her was a red robin chirping away. Below her she could see a cat of some sort that looked undernourished. And it was trying to talk. It wasn't a normal cat meow. It was as if it caught a case of laryngitis. These poor puppets animals are clueless and displaced. Flippy jumps out the tree and her feet land smack next to a hissing snake. She knows all too well to take on a snake from behind.  

Energized on pure natural adrenaline backflips take Flippy down the next two blocks. The heat was intense. Flippy pulls out her water gun and takes take two squirts to the mouth.   

"Look mummy, there is a squirrel!"  

Flippy looked over at the child across the street pointing at her. 

Floppy saw Flippy doing cartwheels and backflips down the street. He had never seen anything like it in all his days, he didn't want to interfere. The street was full of cows, cats, dogs, squirrels and geese. It was something out of animal farm but the normal animal farm and not the one Floppy had seen in a dodgy warehouse late at night.

Floppy found a bag of nuts and starting flipping, flapping and flicking them at Flippy