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The little green worm inched along, and Phox snickered as Meerkat attempted to get it off of her. -It's either a moldy log or a gloomy hole in the ground,- he said to Towhee, sticking his tongue out at her. Phox wasn't sure he preferred one over the other. They were both equally oppressive. He was looking forward to the day when all four of this year's kiddos would be out in the open.

Gently, Phox lowered his nose, tempting the inchworm to crawl onto it. It was ticklish as all get-out, but he pulled back and put the worm-elevator near Meerkat's nose to see what she would think of it. Now, with her eyes open, she might find it amusing, even if it was probably blurry.