The little birds get an encouraging gurgle-noise as Morazzt the Mound's top indents somewhat to offer them a nestlike hollow. AnyONe NEEds anY HEalinG? iHE liTTlE LIZard alright? I hoPe SO. Morazzt the Mound then adds in rapid succession, flattening Morazzt the Mound's main mass beside Bommel to provide the Rabite with a comfortable perch to mapread from. ANd thANK YOU for EVERYthiNg! Morazzt the Mound suddenly remembers Morazzt the Mound's manners. We COULDN't hAVE DOne So WEll WithOUT YoU! Except Bommel, but that's just Bommel being Bommel.

Morazzt the Mound briefly contemplates asking what's embarrassing about Mulberries, since Morazzt the Mound knows many very fine Mulberries and likes them (granted, they are tree trees, don't walk much and talk less, but still). Nevertheless, Morazzt the Mound would certainly prefer to avoid overstepping the boundaries of people so nice, and thus elects to push the issue not. Talking of which… DO YoU nEEd heLP with YouR sandPIt issUeS, by tHe Way? We CAn HelP wiTh YouR saNDPiT issues!