Today, we meet a Maggot.
Farmer Maggot! Frodo is afraid of him because, a long time ago, he chased Frodo off his land with his dogs, threatening that he would be eaten if he ever returned. Pippin vows that this is all hogwash. He’ll take care of Maggot. They walk along the lane to the farmer’s front gate. All is well? WRONG! Three dogs come charging out at them, bent on Sam and Frodo. Farmer Maggot peers out, and recognizes Pippin. Strange folk are about, he says. There’s at least one strange fellow who won’t be crossing the farm again without Maggot’s notice, that’s for sure!
-the Maggots: The family Farmer Maggot comes from. House-dwelling hobbits, not living in holes.
-the Puddifoots: Similar house-dwellers in Stock. Puddifoot? Pudding foot? This sounds like a terrible malady.
-Grip: One of Farmer Maggot’s dogs.
-Fang: Another of Farmer Maggot’s dogs. Also, Hagrid’s.
-Wolf: OH, GOD, ITS NAME IS WOLF?! (Another dog.)
So, wait, Pippin saves the day? I don’t understand…
Talk about suspicious, Farmer Maggot. This guy sics his dogs on anything that comes near the farm, whether or not he knows them! The dogs just run by Pippin, but it seems like Maggot didn’t even check to see who it was first at all. It could have been his mother or something, and she would have been scared half to death by three terrifying dogs running at her, but whatever. This guy needs to learn some self-restraint, or at least to be a little more trusting.
And you don’t name your dogs Grip, Fang, and Wold unless they truly are terrifying beasts. I’m imagining something like this:
And this “fellow” that Farmer Maggot is referring to so totally has to be a Ringwraith. I mean, who else could it be? The Gaffer playing a trick on Maggot as a rival gardener? No. It’s a Ringwraith. Tolkien, your ability to build suspense isn’t needed here. Thanks.
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Besides, everyone knows that the proper term is “wolfish-looking”.
“‘What fellow do you mean?’ asked Pippin.”