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Edward had been feeling a bit weird for the last few days. He’d been craving chocolate and had the urge to prance around in a gaily covered vest. He’d managed to resist most of the worst impulses — except for that unfortunate moment on Sunday when he’d clucked like a chicken for that little girl in the park. And that awkward incident involving a lamb and some melted chocolate. It had taken the rest of the day to get the wool and chocolate out of his fur.

These things usually didn’t happen to him, and he wondered if he’d been working just a little too hard. Maybe that vacation had better be sooner rather than later. A few more stressful weekends like that one and he’d be ready for the looney pen with with the rest of his lop-eared cousins.

But he felt better today. It had probably been the cabbage rolls: he was just getting too old to stuff himself like that.