A wolf stole my breakfast this morning. He was just being a wolf, and I'd foolishly turned my back on my toast and butter for a few moments. There was a clatter of plate and knife on the floor and a scrabbling of surprised paws, but when I looked over my shoulder I saw the undaunted wolf sneaking back in to grab my butter
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If you do happen to make it to either FurtherConfusion, or Confuzzled this year, or happen to visit the US on the East Coast sometime, I'd like to meet you *wags*
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