As the party continued into the night, the wind kicked up as snow started to come down in clumps. Zazzy retreated into her snug little barn after bidding everyone a goodnight. She liked how lively these humans were compared to the ones that her parents normally surrounded themselves with.
Zazzy frequently missed when she was smaller, and could follow Peggy around inside the palace. Most people were nice to her, and would often stop to play or talk to her. Peggy would eventually yell at them to get back to work, but she'd always give them a wee bit of time with her first.
The more Zazzy thought of her, the more she started to miss the old crabby lady. She was even starting to miss the strange one that referred to himself as 'Uncle Genie'. As she began to nod off, Zazzy hoped that her mother and father would finish up their business quickly so that they could go home..
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