As we journeyed through the ancient lands, we encountered a peculiar issue in the Mesozoic Era. A young Triceratops, named Terry, was having a crisis of conscience. He had just created the most fantastic flower pot in the Cretaceous period, but it was, quite frankly, a disaster. The pot was a mishmash of twigs, mud, and, uh, actual dinosaur poop. It was a true marvel of prehistoric craftsmanship, but also a hazard to his fellow creatures.
How could we, as time travelers, help Terry the Triceratops resolve this conundrum?
Some possible solutions:
What do you, dear reader, think? How would you solve this prehistoric problem?
Chapter 3: The Great Dino-Mite Dilemma & The Solution