Nappy saw his friend the Trashman coming down the street.
“Look!” called Nappy, “I have a new airplane—I have lots of airplanes.”
“Are you collecting airplanes?” asked the trashman.
“What’s collecting?” asked Nappy.
“That’s what I’m doing,” said the trashman. “I’m collecting trash.”
“You have a wagon load,” said Nappy. “Are you going to the dump now? I’ve been waiting for you to come along. Mother said I could ride with you if you’ll let me. Will you?”
“Sure,” said the trashman. “Climb up.”
“Mut wants to go, too.”
“Let him come,” said the trashman. “That’s where you and I found that dog, at the town dump, remember?”