"Help you! You must help yourself," the dog replied, carefully winding himself with his left hind leg. "I supposed you know why you got stuck."
"I guess I just wasn't thinking," said Milo.
"PRECISELY," shouted the dog as his alarm went off again. "Now you know what you must do."
"I'm afraid I don't," admitted Milo, feeling quite stupid.
"Well," continued the watchdog impatiently, "since you got here by not thinking, it seems reasonable to expect that, in order to get out, you must start thinking."
And with that he hopped into the car.
"Do you mind if I get in? I love automobile rides."
Milo began to think as hard as he could (which was very difficult, since he wasn't used to it). He thought of birds that swim and fish that fly. He thought of yesterday's lunch and tomorrow's dinner. He thought of words that began with J and numbers that end in 3. And, as he thought, the wheels began to turn.
"We're moving, we're moving," he shouted happily.
"Keep thinking," scolded the watchdog.
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