Ah, ambiguity. The gift that keeps on giving.
I jotted down a note. It says “trying your beast.” Now I’m trying to remember what I meant by that.
Did I want to write a few sample paragraphs involving the beast, to see if the story was going to go anywhere?
Did I intend to take the beast to court?
Maybe I was thinking about getting a beast, and I wanted to borrow yours to see how it would go. Who knows? I might decide it’s not a practical idea after that. “Thanks, but TOO MUCH WORK,” I might say. “All the grooming, the long flights, the immense quantities of fish? No. Not for me. Although it IS a lovely beast.”