"Sure thing!" He grins widely. "I'll see you tomorrow then! And hey... don't forget about those bells. You can always trade them in for something you want." With a final wink, Digby rolls over and begins to amble off through the woods, his massive frame swaying gently with each step.

As you watch him go, you can't help but feel a warmth spread through your chest. This strange little encounter has turned into something much more meaningful...

The next day, you find yourself waiting eagerly for Digby's arrival. You've spent the entire night lost in thought, your mind racing with all of the possibilities this new friendship could bring. When he finally appears on the horizon, his massive form silhouetted against the morning sun, it takes everything in you not to run up and tackle him right there.

Instead, you casually stroll over and greet him as if nothing is amiss. "Hey Digby!" you say with a grin. "Fancy seeing you here."