To be fair, Hector was somewhat lacking in luck, not particularly sharp in mind, often prone to splitting hairs, and occasionally careless enough to miss numerous details. However, his intuition in the face of danger was exceptionally keen. This meant that although his life was always stumbling along and frequently plunging into tight spots, he always managed to emerge unscathed, improvising solutions as crises arose.
Take right now, for instance.
As Hector stood with his rear end hoisted high, rummaging through the messy pile of herbs on the floor to pick out his favorites, a faint premonition suddenly welled up from the bottom of his heart for no apparent reason.
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