Swiftcurrent Creek sporks

He ate until he literally couldn't anymore, lest it all come bursting back out of him. With a happy groan, the puppy waddled sideways and collapsed just beyond the puddle of sick. Now that he was so full, he wanted nothing more than to curl up and go to sleep somewhere warm. He peeped, his way of requesting that somebody, anybody, put him to bed. His eyes closed then, so he didn't know who it was that plucked him up by the scruff and placed him back near his mother and siblings. By the time he curled into a ball (as much as he could with such a tubby belly), he was already fast asleep.