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Some unknowable time later, I was dozing by the lily-pool when an unusual scent caught my nostrils.
I lifted my head, so fast as to crack my crown against the low-hanging branches above me. I snorted in annoyance.
Addie pretended she hadn’t noticed, but I could tell by her studiedly serene posture that she had. And she was laughing at me.
‘Addie!’ I hissed. ‘Do you smell that?’
She lifted her nose, and inhaled.
Then she bolted up right, and shot away from the pool at a full gallop.
I followed at a (slightly) more sedate pace, laughing.
I caught up with her at the mouth of our perfect little glade. She had her rump turned to me, her tail swishing, nose-down in a bag of chips. I poked my nose over her shoulder to have a look. They were the fat-cut kind, her favourite. Crispy on th
