One day Mogey and Smush were settling into the cabin they'd requisitioned for the summer in Gunkbubble Swamp. They'd gotten the deal of the century on the house and thus taken it sight unseen, so Smush was exploring the immediate neighborhood as Mogey fixed a pot of tea and a plate of raisin dumplings.
Mogey was just setting up this midafternoon snack on the picnic table when Smush came running out of the forest full steam ahead.
"Hummingbird Attaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!" Smush screamed as he booked it toward his pal. Sure enough, Mogey could see a flock of the largest hummingbirds he'd ever laid eyes on in hot pursuit.
"My...word..." Mogey murmured fearfully as he looked more closely. "Smush!" he shouted. "Those ain't hummingbirds, they're mosquitoes!"
"Heavens to betsy!" Smush cried in terror, risking a single glance back. "Go into the house, Mogey! And dig out your tennis racket!"
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