Game 2

Game 2 Outline

Lick-lish!

Then Fred trots round to where your hind paw-like feet poke out and starts to lick the pads! "H-hey! Stop that!" you giggle "That tickles! Ha Ha!"

Still wedged in the rosebush, you wriggle helplessly, thorns pricking your skin!

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• The rocking action somehow uproots the bush.

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