Yesterday, Charlie got a hold of a dead bird, because the gardeners who do the property have this thing where they're all, "Oh, dead bird, lets just push it under a bush."
Luckily, he dropped it instantly. Yeah, Char, wild dead birds taste icky, don't they?
My aunt and uncle came in from NY. (The ones i like, obviously.)
Then last night Dillon kept
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