The sun was just peeking over the horizon when the earliest birds began to twitter. Lavinia Mudwallow yawned and thumped her tail. Lavinia loved
mornings. It was the very best time to go outside and roll in the dewey grass. Sometimes she rolled long enough to turn the grass to mud. Whenever she did that she was promptly marched off for a bath. Lavinia loved baths almost as much as she loved rolling in the grass.
Lavinia leaned against the side of the bed and pressed her cold wet nose against the soft warm cheek of Amanda Gray, who was still sound asleep.
Startled out of her sleep, Amanda opened one eye and found Lavinia Mudwallow nose to nose with her. "Ick", said Amanda. "Your nose is wet. Shoo!, Shoo!". Lavinia smiled to herself and planted a gentle kiss on Amanda’s ear. "Ooog", said Amanda.
"I’m not getting up yet, Lavinia", Amanda mumbled drowsily,"so you can just go away".
Nighttime is the time to sleep, reasoned Lavinia Mudwallow, and this is morning. Morning means we can get up and play.
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