"SHOO!" said Mr. Strong to Ginger, and picked up little Miss Tiny.
Very gently.
"Hello," he said. "Who are you?"
"I"m...I'm...I'm...Miss Tiny."
"You are, aren't you?" smiled Mr Strong.
"Well, if I was as tiny as you, I wouldn't go wandering around large farmyards!"
"But..." said Miss Tiny, and told Mr. Strong about how she was so lonely she had to come out to find somebody to talk to."
"Oh dear," said Mr. Strong. "Well now, let's see if we can't find you some friends to talk to."