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backyard battles

He thought about jumping an awful lot these days.

But down below, in the soft sand, a terrible feat was waiting…

…………….

She lay and kept watch, the hot sun beat down on her black fur, if she played dead he may get brave and take a leap.

she was tired

and sick of being dressed up and physically manipulated.

this was what she had truely been intended for…

bird hunting

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