CUCKOO! CUCKOO! CUCKOO!
The cuckooing ceased as Tiger stole a grace at the old cuckoo clock like a tsunami. He rolled onto his back, stretched out his arms into the blinking sunlight, and unleashed a very loud yawn.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh......" he squinted and moaned.
In his red pajamas, Tiger tossed over the yellow quilt and landed his bare feet onto the wooden floor. He wandered into the hallway and through the door of the bathroom. The lights flickered on like the moonlight and he began to brush his teeth.
The pearly whites, recently bathed in warm tap water, were stroked by the bristles of the green toothbrush and smothered in strong mint toothpaste. Just one rinse and Tiger's teeth were ready to be used for munching.
Tiger dashed back into his own bedroom and speedily tugged off his nightwear. He inserted his feet into the red Shoes he always wore since childhood, without them he couldn't achieve his greatest speed. Once his shoes were on, Tiger took off at 800 MPH and landed in the kitchen in less than 1 second.