He loved to wander and watch the swans.

Every morning, Wes ate bread for breakfast.

One day, Wes saw a ball lying on the lawn.

Wes was curious and went to investigate the ball.

He tried to lift the ball, but it was too heavy.

His father always told him, 'Steady, Wes, steady.'

With a deep breath, Wes tried again.

With all his might, Wes lifted the ball.

He was so happy, he leapt with joy.

Wes then rolled the ball back to the stall.

He was ready for a well-deserved nap.

Wes dreamt of more adventures to come.

He knew he would always be ready for them.

Because he is Wes, the weasel, and he is brave.

The end.