The Smitty is feeling cooped up!
When that happens (mostly due to rain), The Smee can get powerful frisky. And that can lead to blood sports.
“There are just times when I … [tears, sniffles] … I have to let the Smee bite me.”
-- confesses a distraught and perplexified Mister.
“I thought he liked me... and right in my own home!
Wait: Should I file for domestic abuse?”
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