Bearclaw Valley my moon, oh my moon

How was he supposed to stay quiet while Mona talked to herself like that? She was a hoot. Every exclamation she made was met with another round of giggles from Lucas, who did his absolute best to shove his snout down into his crumpled paws to muffle it. He didn't know where she was and couldn't track her location from underground, but then her voice sounded from nearby, asking about a mushroom, and he couldn't help but to laughingly groan, "nooo!"

He wasn't a smelly mushroom! He was just a smelly puppy, something that became evident when he exploded into further laughter and his rear end, unable to contain itself against his gigglefit, issued a quiet little poot.