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Nestled in a sun-drenched field where dandelions sway like slow dancers and mushrooms curl like umbrellas, lives a curious little creature named Buggy. With stubby legs, a head full of clover fuzz, and a heart ten times bigger than his body, Buggy sees the world through wide, wondering eyes. His home—a house under an old windmill—is stitched together from bottle caps, ribbon scraps, and things forgotten by the bigger world. To Buggy, nothing is ordinary. A rock can be a throne, a pud