Answer:
I have four wings, but cannot fly, I never laugh and never cry; On the same spot Iām always found, toiling away with little sound. What am I?
My keepers feed me colored balls. With sticks they store on my den walls. Sometimes I store them in my pouch. Sometimes deep in my belly; ouch!
If there is a bee in my hand, what is in my eye?
I am longer than a decade and shorter than a millennium
What can you catch but never throw?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk