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Since Charlotte wrote the word in her web, Templeton’s daily routine became a wanton spree of overeating. For the next few days, he cycled between eating what the crowds threw away and sneaking some of Wilbur’s slops before and after the crowds came and left. He slept each night with his stomach fit to burst, waking up the next day still swollen but digesting just enough to stretch his limits just a little further. Day by day he ate a little bit more, fervently keeping to his promise to make the most out of every feast. As a result of overgorging, Templeton saw himself grow from a chubby rat into a wobbling ball of fur in

In the following weeks, life on the farm grew far less lonely for Wilbur, thanks to Templeton’s company and that of his new friend Charlotte. The spider and rat gave Wilbur all the friendship he needed, vastly improving both his mood and appetite. The pig’s weight rapidly increased thanks to the three meals a day he was served. He always saved a quarter of slops for his friend Templeton, who similarly plumped up from having a consistent and hearty food source. His future life on the farm looked bright to Wilbur, until the old sheep told him of what happened around Christmas time. It was a difficult sight watching Wilbur p