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Milo returned to his den that night, but did not sleep.
He laid his weary head down on his claws and watched the stars blink and twinkle above him. At first he attempted to pick out the constellations, then realizing he didn't know any of them, gave up.
The next morning came fast and he reeled back, only half awake, as the sun light hit his eyes.
"Great goo--gle--" was all he managed to yell as he fell onto his back, feet paddling in the air.
He laid his weary head down on his claws and watched the stars blink and twinkle above him. At first he attempted to pick out the constellations, then realizing he didn't know any of them, gave up.
The next morning came fast and he reeled back, only half awake, as the sun light hit his eyes.
"Great goo--gle--" was all he managed to yell as he fell onto his back, feet paddling in the air.
