“Not a duck, Zip,” said Sunny, shaking his head sorrowfully.
It had been the "zip" that had knocked out the five Leopards.
And of her own accord, Tabby never would, had not Zip put her up to it.
But to Zip's dismay, the soot would not come off as the mud and dough had.
When the waitress stumbled, she fell on Zip, pinning him under her.
It fitted loosely, so slipped ...