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Hole? What hole? Oh, that hole behind me? The other dogs dug it. Really. I had nothing to do with it. The dirt on my nose? What dirt? Oh, that dirt caked in my nostrils and on my mask? How did I get that there? Well, see, I was trying to push this dirt back in the hole that the other dogs dug. Really. I didn’t do it. I need my Attorney at Claw. – Kodiak
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A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
i swear you are leveraging my blog posts and putting backdating them to your own site! oh wait, are all sibes alike this way??