Some of the beasts require a bit more finesse, like the Natch. McGrew hires three culinary wizards to whip up a special meal to entice the Natch from his home. Today's fine dining includes "chickencroquettes made of library paste / [t]hen sprinkled with peanut chucks, pickledand spiced" (29.2-3). Hey, don't knock it tell you try it.
Oh, and we almost forgot the Obsk from the Mountains of Tobsk. Boy, the people can hardly contain their excitement when he's around. It must be the combination of wild-and-wavy red hair mixed with clown feet.
Next up, a Russian Palooski "[w]hose headski is redski and belly is blueski" (31.2). It's a chicken with a pompadour. Enough said.
And just wait until you see the it-kutch, the preep, the proo, the nerkle, the nerd, and the seersucker. No, no, not that kind of nerd.
This one looks like a mean, shriveled-up old shyster with a wicked mustache.
McGrew sets off from the Jungles of Hippo-no-Hungus for a flock Bippo-no-Bungus. Apparently, the Bippo-no-Bunguses from Hippo-no-Hungus are the best anywhere in the world. Who knew?
He says he'll only stop when he has captured the Fizza-ma-Wizza-ma-Dill, "[t]he world's biggest bird from the Island of Gwark" (34.5). If you can imagine a Chinese and European dragon mixture that's both furry and friendly, then congratulations, you have one heck of an imagination. Oh, and you've also pictured the Fizza-ma-Wizza-ma-Dill quite accurately.
When he's got that bird in the park, the people will say he's topped Noah's Ark.