Kerri carefully touches the edges of the wound, tries to get a sense of how deep it is...then says, "Forgive me, it's the closest animal I can think of at the moment...." And she gently presses her hand over the wound, and sings, "The fox went out on a chilly night, he prayed for the moon to give him light, for he'd many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o, he'd many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o...."