The thin, muscled legs with a downy covering appeared in front of him. His lumbering big brother Tom was home! He hadn't been home when George went to sleep but had apparently gotten home during the night. Tom was walking with complete disregard for anything he might step on and George saw him step on several large crumbs that had to be uncomfortable underneath his feet. He couldn't quite see what Tom was up to, but he was moving around a bit and opening cupboards and the refrigerator, so he must be making some food. George ran off to the side, trying to hide by the base of the cupboards to avoid Tom's feet which stomping around. He was stopped in his tracks by something which landed down in front of him. He froze and saw that he was staring at…
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