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The outside cat brought me a present. I don’t think he’s coming in until one of us eats it.
Long legs, long tail. Some kind of shrew?
I can imagine the thoughts in that one… something along the lines of, “Put me in, Coach! Put me in! Lemme at ‘em!”
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It looks like we’ve lost Harry. Harry was actually a character here; a few months ago, he brought me a present. But he’s been missing for two nights now, going on three, and in today’s paper there was a note... [Read More]
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