Heron Lake Plateau Frontier whiskey

This was seriously awesome. Fig was elated by this feeling, this.. awesomeness that was coursing through his veins. He liked being on top (not in a dirty way--he's a wee bab still you creeps!). He liked being a winner, feeling victorious and triumphant. It was wonderful. He was definitely going to have to do more of this winning thing in the future.

His sister apparently did not share his rush of adrenaline-fueled glee. She yawned and snuggled into a little ball of sleepy puppy, unwittingly de-stabilizing Fig's throne and sending him slipping off onto the ground. He landed with his face and immediately burst into cries of outrage and just plain cries. He rolled to try and straighten his spine and wound up flat on his back with his little arm nubs waggling uselessly in the air.

This was seriously not awesome.