Hobbits of the Sargasso!
Hobbits of the Sargasso!
.... there is a barrow in hobbington they call the rising sun?
Many are the dark tales of the mystical Hairy Foot Clan, from whom no pantry or larder is safe. None know for sure whether they exist, for they are never seen, and rarely heard - only the gleefully-whispered word "Mushrooms!" carried on the breeze and a stray scattering of crumbs marks their passage.
We know they exist because many pantries and larders mysteriously become empty between meals. But catching them (at all, let alone 'in the act')? That's a different story.Many are the dark tales of the mystical Hairy Foot Clan, from whom no pantry or larder is safe. None know for sure whether they exist, for they are never seen, and rarely heard - only the gleefully-whispered word "Mushrooms!" carried on the breeze and a stray scattering of crumbs marks their passage.