[Poggio]

He realized he left his canteen by the water. Rising he sauntered over to the river to gather it. He drank more of the cooling waters. Upon walking back he slipped on the edges of his cloak, tumbling through the open space between Mr Growls legs and crashed into his chunk of fish. His face had fallen into the soft folds of mr growls lap but it did not save the fish that was smashed against the curls of his lips.