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[skwashy]

So, the Stinky Terrierist, bursting with pride at his hunting success, has been looking and looking for the squirrel he killed. He carried it all the way home (prancing merrily the whole way says Mrs. Skwashy) and occasionally tripping over whichever part of this blood-dribbling behemoth was dragging on the ground. He was exhausted once he got it

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[gothchick_marie]

I love the way your dog lies there like a big furry sausage.