Oh, this day was just getting better and better. Goodbye, protruding ribs; it wouldn't be long now til he grew sleek and shiny. These guests did not look like the neat-and-tidy sort, not at all. And the Innkeeper's Booming Friend had already left a trail of crumbs beneath him, in addition to spilling several drops of wine.
He put his chin down on his forepaws, and settled in to wait for the wee hours.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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