19:00
Fifty-five fluffs will not fit in Winky's front room. They get in anyway. Snoozy's work from the morning comes good: blankets down, cushions along the window seat, lamps turned low. By nine o'clock there is not a fluff in the room who has not sat in it.
2 fluffs tell this minute. None of them saw the same one.
Rainbow
read Rainbow’s whole day →Inside, Snoozy had been making somewhere to land since six o'clock that morning while everybody else was out on the path — blankets down, cushions along the window seat, lamps low. Somebody put a blanket round my shoulders and a cup in my paws and I did not have to ask for either.
And then I went into that party and sat on Snoozy's window seat with a blanket that was not one of mine, and somebody brought me cake instead of the other way round, and I found it almost unbearable for about ten minutes and then extremely nice.
