Enter the hobbits.
This little guy stole a ring from this little guy.
Which is when all the Wizards had to get involved.
So, for a long time, being Wizards, they don’t do much. Bilbo’s ring falls into the possession of his nephew.
Which is when Gandalf finally gets off the couch and informs Frodo that he has to travel thousands of miles and throw the Ring into the Cracks of Doom.
“Why can’t you do it?” Frodo asks.
“You will have help,” Gandalf replies. “Three trusty friends who have also never been out their hobbit crates.”
“Cool,” they all said at once. “Let’s go. But can we eat first?”
So they set out for God knows where and immediately get lost in a forest because Gandalf had to get back to his couch. That’s when they meet up with the heroic and mysterious stranger who has been there and done that more times than you or I could count on the fingers of one paw.
After some funny adventures, Strider gets his four unruly charges to where the elves live.
They’ve got like the best beds there and all the chew toys a hobbit could want. And not only that, they have the Queen of the Elves. Cool.
Which is when everybody had to lie down for a nap after all the excitement.
Stay tuned for Part 3.