One morning Smush stumbled downstairs, bleary-eyed, to discover a large package wrapped in brown paper waiting for him in the front hallway.
"Happy birthday, Smush!" Mogey yelled, tackling his pal from the side. "Are you ready to open your present?"
"Mm," Smush mumbled, picking himself up and tearing off the wrapping paper.
"I know how sensitive you've been about your diminutive size lately..." Mogey said excitedly, as Smush uncovered two sturdy looking wood beams with footholds attached.
"So you got me stilts?" Smush demanded, looking not quite as appreciative as Mogey had expected.
"Sure!" Mogey replied. "Now when you see Tilly Rialto at the pub next Thursday, you'll be able to talk to her at eye-level!"
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