It had been a long, long day. All Merl wanted to do was sit on his perch and feel the warm rays of the sun before it went to bed behind the trees. He was so tired. Folks just do not understand how much work it takes to be famous, he thought. He had to be the perfect sea lion for the patrons. Rewarding, yes, but oh so tiring. His thoughts began to slow and he felt the world disappear around him. Slowly, he went to dream world.