After trying everything, this was the weasel's last ditch effort to cure his friend's hiccups.
Wait, no, you've got it all wrong! I'm not jumping for joy in a figurative sense. In fact, I'm actually feeling a little down today... my kibble this morning was a bit stale, and it really threw me into a strange kind of funk! Rather, I'm literally jumping for Joy, because that's my human's name, and she requested that I jump. Which is totally fine, because a.) I like her so I like doing tricks for her and b.) she promised to compensate my leap with a milkbone.
This is what I've dreamed of my whole life! All I've ever wanted to do is take to the skies like the other, non-penguin birds around me! And finally my greatest wish has become real! This is the best day of my life!
... wait. Why am I falling? Nononononono I want to stay airborne! This isn't even fair at all and the ice is really cold right now!