A horribly, horribly WRONG story.

Abbess Tsarmina held skipper's footpaw in her paw.
Tears had parted Skipper's fur down his face.
"Owow! It 'urts!"
Tsarmina swished her tail angrily.
'Shuddup shrimphead!"
Skipper once again burst into tear.
Sudden;y, they jerked there heads where Gonff was screaming something about stolen car keys.
Martin lay on the ground nursing a black eye.
"Hoi, Yer's yer stoopid car keys, ye blackgard!"

In the trees of Mossflower, Blaggut was orgenizing a party of squirrels, moles, and mice to attck

Dibbuns lay asleep peacefully in their beds. "Nough said.
Abess Tsarmina smiled at the Badgermum, Joesph the Bellmaker.
"Oi, lady Charmina! Ee havin' ee gudd day, I spoze, milady, Bur, aye?" Joe asked.
Out of nowares, Ermy the fat weasle, her friends and husband, and the Flitchaye leader, Taylor, walked by.
"Hi, nice bally weather we've been havin' wot wot?" Taylor asked.
Dotti frowned at Taylor. "Hey! That's my words!"
"Shuddup, da both a yers!" Cluny yelled.
A hedghog came runningdown the hill to them, opened his mouth as if to say something, shruged, and walked away.