. . . and it felt sort of different. Less fuzzy. Mostly. And less compact, and more long limbed, and less . . . thumby, and more . . . footy. And less explosivey . . . and more angsty . . . oh . . . yes that.
And less naked . . . and sick to the stomach from eating all those eucalyptus leaves . . . oooohhhh! I feel quite ill.
*clutches his very hobbity stomach, slowly climbs down and falls to the ground, crawls into the bushes and curls up*