This has become a crisis for the gnome community.
"We are dwindling in numbers and the dog attacks have become more frequent. We need to fight back and defeat that ignorant beast," proclaimed the King of the Gnomes.
The Council Members asked, "How do you propose we do accomplish this terrible task?"
"I have a plan," said the King.
It took seven days and seven nights to build the massive, complex trap. It would have taken men much longer, but gnomes are master builders. The trap was set, a slab of beef was placed above it to lure the evil canine. The gnomes took their positions in the tall grass, under the midnight moon and waited.
At half past three, the gnome-eating dog took the bait and was captured brought to their leader, Elkin the Great.
Elkin asked, "Why are you eating us Great Beast?"
The dog answered, "You gnomes are the perfect, juicy, little midnight snacks."
"Why don't you eat an inferior species, like the grasshopper? I heard they are luscious and tasty," said King Elkin.
The next night, Gnomekind was happy and untroubled by the dog. However, the grasshopper population was in grave danger...
