Deer ran to bring back the pears and Fox trotted up to see what all the excitement was about, and they explained that they were trying to think of a way to get PearBear unstuck from the tree branches. They all formed a ring around Favorite Pear Tree and tried to shake it. A few pear blossoms fell to the ground, but not PearBear. The tree was very old, and very large and strong. If we all sat on the same branch as PearBear, maybe the limb would bend enough to loosen him, and he could climb down.
Cows are very strong.
Perhaps if PearBear were to hold onto my tail and I pulled while you are all weighing down the branch, that might do the trick. Spotted Owl asked. I think I want down from here, and I think I am hungry, and I think this is the last tree I climb for a very, very long time. His friends took that to mean yes, so, one by one, all the Forest Folk that could fly or climb trees made their way to the branch that held PearBear captive. Even Fox, who didn't climb trees very often but knew how, scampered up the tree.