It was not a bad day to be Mabel. She had been taking Waddles out for a walk along the beach today to look for shiny sea glass when she had blinked, sneezed, and suddenly realized that she was less girl-shaped and more magpie shaped than usual. Waddles had looked at her strangely, but only for a moment, before deciding that Mabel was Mabel no
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