One sunny afternoon, Mogey and Smush strode out to the watermelon patch, only to find a chubby puppy staring wonderingly at their watermelons.
"Ahoy there," Smush said. "Can we help you with something?"
"Gee whiz, mister," the puppy said. "But that watermelon there, the second one on the left, is the biggest, bestest watermelon I ever laid eyes on."
"The biggest and bestest ever?" Mogey asked, his voice all atremble. "But where do you come from?"
"Cat Tuft Bluff," the puppy replied.
"Cat Tuft Bluff?" Mogey exclaimed. "Cat Tuft Bluff? They have the greatest watermelons in the world in Cat Tuft Bluff! Smush, do you realize what this means? We're a shoe in to win the watermelon contest at the County Fair this year."
"Well, I wouldn't go that far," the puppy interjected.
"Why is that?" Smush asked.
"I'm a puppy. My eyes only opened, like, forty-five minutes ago and I came straight here. Supposedly you guys have some really slow, really delicious chickens hanging around somewhere?"
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