The babble of the river lured Ratty from his home and onto the bank where he stood with his paws upon his hips and admired the slow trickle of water.
There was a distinct nip to the air. Rat was no fool. He knew that winter would fill the lands with snow and cold, that he would be nearly confined to the warmth of his little home and the stores that he had spent all summer gathering.
With a merry little hum, Ratty began to tidy up his porch. A few crunchy leaves had already fallen and left a golden splash of color there. The little figure smiled as he placed one and then another into the river and watched them float away.
There was a distinct nip to the air. Rat was no fool. He knew that winter would fill the lands with snow and cold, that he would be nearly confined to the warmth of his little home and the stores that he had spent all summer gathering.
With a merry little hum, Ratty began to tidy up his porch. A few crunchy leaves had already fallen and left a golden splash of color there. The little figure smiled as he placed one and then another into the river and watched them float away.
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