Too much studying. Too much reading. Too much practicing. For Marty, learning magic was all he ever wanted. And good grief, he puts so much effort in, he surely has to pass with flying colours!

But always he seems to struggle, no matter how hard he tries. The words mix up, the numbers dance and taunt, the symbols blink into new shapes.

I, a little terrier, cannot help much beyond a few encouraging licks and woofs, but I can help with the much needed sleep. My soft, mellow vibes soothe his frazzled nerves and galloping brain, permitting brief moments of healing sleep.

Sleep… sleeeeeeep…