"Better Feathers."
It's a beautiful day for bird-watching, sir.
I don't see any birds, Marcie.
Maybe they all went for lunch.
Wanna shoot some hoops?
Just wait. They'll be here soon.
I think you're really going to like bird-watching, sir.
I like it because each bird is so different.
If you were a bird, what kind would you be?
I don't know. Something colorful.
Maybe like that one.
Good choice, sir. That's a blue jay.
You can tell by the vivid blue feathers.
I could be a blue jay. I look good in blue.
Look at that little fella.
What does your bird book say about him?
Let's see.
I think it may be a rare Swiss mountain bird.
It'd be neat to have a big feather like that.
There's another one.
What does your book say about pink feathers?
I think it's either a pink feathered nightingale or a very short flamingo.
Do you ever wonder what kind of bird you'd like to be, Marcie?
All the time, sir.
That's a laughing kookaburra.
They're known for their distinctive laughing call, and they're very popular.
Not as popular as that one. Now that's a flashy bird.
What a perfect day to relax and enjoy the gift of nature.
Nature isn't as relaxing as I thought.
Hey. Up in the tree.
Look at that pretty yellow bird.
That's my favorite so far.
Simple, but full of personality.
And as I always say, Marcie,
personality goes a long way.
True, sir. Very true.
Actually, that is pretty funny.
"Blanket Blues."
Okay, Linus.
I want you to go out there and get a home run.
Will do, Charlie Brown.
Only my brother would bring a blanket to a baseball game.
It makes him a better hitter.
The faster he runs around the bases, the faster he gets back to his blanket.
I'd like to see that.
Nice hit. Run, Linus!
A home run!
-Yeah! -Way to go, Linus!
-See? -Oh, brother!
I can't believe Miss Othmar lets you bring your blanket to school.
It's a visual aid.
We're currently studying the great ships of Europe.
Land ho!
What a blockhead.
I got us popcorn to share.
But I hold the box. Help yourself.
No fair! I can't reach!
Ahem.
We're washing that blanket when we get home.
That movie was amazing.
The hero lived in a cave all by himself, without even a TV.
That's because he was a lone wolf.
I bet you could do that.
-Me too. -You? Ha!
You couldn't even be away from your blanket for one day.
I could so.
-Prove it! -Okay.
Starting right now.
My brother, the lone wolf.
We'll see about that.
I knew it!
You couldn't even last five seconds.
It's just that the bench has slivers.
What about the soft grass?
Too many bugs.
There's no shame in accepting defeat.
This lone wolf will not be defeated.
Here, Snoopy. Take my blanket.
But take good care of it.
Remember, it doesn't like direct sun,
and if you wash it, no starch.
Tumble dry on low!
Snoopy, supper time!
I'm fine, I'm fine.
I'm sure Snoopy is taking good care of my blanket.
You gave Snoopy your blanket?
What were you thinking?
I thought I could be like that hero in the movie,
not needing anyone or anything.
A lone wolf.
But I can't do it. I'm no hero. I'm no wolf.
I can't live in a cave without a TV!
How's it going, Linus? You look a little stressed.
I'm terrific.
I'm not missing the soft, comforting presence of my blanket at all.
Good for you.
Snoopy! Where's my blanket?
You gave my blanket to a bird?
Well, where is it?
I knew it! My blanket is lost!
Adrift without a comforting hand to hold it.
Why was I so trusting?
Is that where you put it?
Inside the bush for safekeeping?
You put it in the tree to keep it away from harm. Good idea.
I can't see it from here.
Hey, wait for me!
Oh, now I understand.
You buried it like pirate treasure, so no one but us could find it.
I don't see it.
Are you sure you buried it down here?
I--
Guys? Hello?
I wonder if this is what it's like to live in a cave.
It seemed more fun in the movie.
My blanket!
You saved me.
Never leave me again, old friend.
I knew you couldn't last one day.
Some lone wolf you are.
Lone wolves are overrated. I much prefer to be part of a pack.
Come on, guys. Lemonade at my house.
Wait for me!
"Once Upon a Cloud."
Aren't clouds beautiful?
They look like big, fluffy balls of cotton candy.
Scientifically speaking,
clouds are mostly ice particles and dust, sir.
That one looks like the boiler of the famous steam engine,
the Flying Scotsman.
What do you see, Linus?
That cloud has the mastery of form, light, and shadow of a Rodin sculpture.
Perhaps an early study of The Thinker.
What do you see, Charlie Brown?
Well, I was gonna say a rock, but I changed my mind.
I don't see anything. They're just clouds.
Just use your imagination.
Over there.
That cloud looks just like an ice cream cone.
Great. I don't see it, and now I'm hungry.
Hey, now that ice cream kinda looks like a dog bone.
You're right. It does look like a dog bone.
Hey, see those swirly-whirly clouds over there?
They're called stratocumulus.
They look just like ocean waves.
You mean over there?
Those are birds, Sally.
How come no one is asking me what I see when I look at the clouds?
What do you see?
Shark!
A great big shark with great big teeth.
Look, it's not a shark anymore.
It's a desert island.
That cloud's looking awfully tall now.
You know what that means.
It's not a desert island. It's a--
Volcano!
That's it! I give up.
We've been out here all afternoon, and I haven't seen any--
Wait! Up there. I see something.
I finally see something!
It's a ferocious dinosaur.
-Oh, yeah. -I see it too.
Would you look at that.
You know, I think it looks more like a horsey now.
Yee-haw!
That was a lot of fun.
We should do it again sometime.
-Yeah. -Definitely.
Who knew clouds could tell such riveting stories?
You look a little frazzled, Snoopy.
You ought to try looking up at the clouds.
It's very relaxing.