In the tree

There was a squirrel. And once Olivier saw it, he kept asking questions: I think it meant "where is it going, what is it doing, can it come down?" and he started again. Until a dog appeared, and we followed that, until a bird landed on the sidewalk, by which time Olivier was tired and we made our way home. The squirrel still went up the tree, and the doggie went home, and the bird found a perch somewhere.