Mogey and Smush's great dream in life since they were young rapscallions was to own a fountain. So they had set out to make their fortunes selling hedgehog hats, with the final goal of the fountain always in their minds. The hedgehog hats were made for hedgehogs, not from hedgehogs, a distinction Mogey and Smush found themselves spending the overwhelming majority of their time explaining. There was not much demand for hedgehog hats, you see, but there was also not much competition.
Finally, on a sunny afternoon in late October, Mogey and Smush had sold just enough hedgehog hats to afford a grand fountain for their front garden, so they asked Vasily Graham, the fountain man, to come out and take a look.
"Aye, you've got a plenty strong foundation here for a double decker fountain if I just put down a bit of flagstone," Vasily Graham said.
"Where would the cheese be stored?" Mogey asked. His question was flatly ignored by both Smush and Vasily.
"And you could bury the hose?" Smush queried.
"Oh easily, yes," said Vasily. "Now will you be wanting to run this in the Winter?"
"How often will we need to restock the cheese?" Mogey asked. Again he was dismissed outright.
"In the Winter, oh yes," Smush replied to Vasily. "How difficult is that to do?"
"I DEMAND TO KNOW ABOUT THE CHEESE!" Mogey shouted finally.
"What in the world are you on about?" Smush asked. "What cheese?"
"The cheese that's going to come out of the fountain," Mogey said, looking slightly crestfallen. "We're not just getting in ordinary old water fountain, are we? After all these years, I just assumed it was a cheese fountain we were after."
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