While I was wandering aimlessly about the Northern Britain woods yesterday I came upon an unlikely forest dweller. A squirrel. I say, isn't it funny how that's an unlikely forest dweller in this land! Anyway, the poor little thing was wandering about in search of its owner making little snuffling noises. I thought it might perhaps make an interesting snack until I noticed its collar. Now where have I seen this little critter before? *rubs his chin while peering up at the sky* It's a vague memory, I have, at the best of times.. To the owner: rest assured that Ogbert is well taken care of. I fed him some steak which he seems to like, and let him drink some of Luna's homefire brew. He now lies slumbering amongst some kindly dragons and nightmares in the stable.