One evening, Mogey left the farmstead to run several errands. Smush found this curious indeed, since the only errand is pal usually ran was refilling the donkey feed, and the donkey feed shop was long-closed.
When at long last, Mogey returned home with a parcel wrapped in brown paper, Smush's befuddlement had reached epic proportions.
"What in the world were you after at this time o' night?" Smush demanded.
"I bought myself this music box," Mogey replied, unwrapping an ornate inlaid box. "Give her a look-see," he said, handing it to Smush. "It's tops."
Smush opened the case, expecting to hear a jaunty tune, but instead he found the inside filled only with fragrant apple cider donuts.
"This is no music box," Smush declared. "It's just got donuts in it!"
"Well they're music to my nose," Mogey said, snatching the box back and taking a bite of donut.
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