Guards! Guards!: A Novel of Discworld (Terry Pratchett)

Rats of various species went about their nocturnal occasions.

His sister had been sent down to the village to ask Mistress Garlick the witch how you stopped spelling recommendation.

They felt, in fact, tremendously bucked-up, which was how Lady Ramkin would almost certainly have put it and which was definitely several letters of the alphabet away from how they normally felt.