My 2 year old loves to pretend he is a cat, and does a pretty good job. Every great once in a while he will be a frog or a dog. Yesterday, he was a frog. All the way home from dropping Ciárán off at preschool. It’s not a long way, but it takes FOREVER when you’re waiting on a frog.
And notice, even a passing garbage truck is only a momentary distraction.