Winston looked on in terror at the pool of sardine oil in the corridor and Boris just licked his lips, knowing that this would bring the pigeons and that would bring the cats.

Lucien, Squeak and Wilbur looked forward to the first green strawberries of the summer, though each for his own reason.

Timer and Timest both regretted the fact that the turtle got away, but they would be prepared for his tricks next time.

The long winter nights took their toll on all of them, and after this season they would never mention pinochle again.

Chip knew he might regret the implant once this fad had passed, but part of him had always wanted this.

Joey Scrimshaw could see his future quite clearly, and though it would kill him, he could not resist egg salad.

Samuel felt like half of him was always waiting for the other half of him to start what the first half never got around to.

On days like this they would each spend long hours meditating on the long, dark surprise party of the soul. 

Kit and Kaboodle didn't have a penny between them, but more forks than they could staple to the wall.

Old Tom and Young Tom loved the prospect of the spring, when they would prospect by the spring.

Each of them, apart from Filbert, could feel the stars grinding away in their teeth at night, but none of them liked to talk about it.

Luther stared off into the smoky distance and knew that he had done all he could to help the people of Barbecue Junction.

Geordie had been thinking of buying a new bike for months now, but he was afraid it would once again end up in one of Gim's colossal pies.

Dale was too polite to eat the last mint, but the events of last night changed all that forever.

No one would say anything against the new neighbors who were causing the tremors, so Tim knew he had to send the letter.

Speck dreaded the annual return of the octopi and all those little hats he would have to make for their wives.

Cadbury knew his place as the butler, but only he knew the great secret of the salt cellar.

As Bob and Bobo climbed the mountain it became more and more clear that the pack mule was laughing at them, not with them.

Though he didn't look like it, Benny was the kind of guy who could turn on a dime.

Dee always suspected that the others were just waiting for him to make his first slip-up with the atomic toenail clipper.

Neither Hal nor Zed could imagine what the new haircut would soon mean to both of them.

Ham longed for the day when he could wake up and choose his breakfast cereal before lunch time.