'Tis the Season to Ride' - Catanate

12 hours later, reef and cottony were still sitting in his microbus. Dozens of empty beer cans littered the footwills; four petza boxes sat empty on the dash. Ree remembered thinking that the guys in wilea must have added something special to his gonga because there was an alien in the bus beside him. Catanate was a stout quadruped covered in fur the color and consistency of a golden doodle's two lobes about the size and shape of a hind arm protruded from the top of their barrel shaped body. They rammed their head on the ceiling, cursed and said, i'm done with this thing. Caand eigt unfolded.