Unlike his friends, who were perfectly happy sleeping twenty hours a day, Billy was a bit of a dreamer. While the others tucked their noses into their fluffy chests, Billy would sit on the highest branch of his favorite gum tree, staring at the distant, blue-misted mountains.
It didn't taste like honey or sunshine. It tasted... a bit dry. In fact, it was just an old, yellowing autumn leaf. Billy il koala
Billy didn’t have a backpack, so he just stuffed as many juicy leaves as he could into his cheek pouches and started his descent. For a koala, "climbing down" is a big deal. He wiggled his bottom, gripped with his sharp claws, and slowly made it to the forest floor. Unlike his friends, who were perfectly happy sleeping