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The Hu-dad went across the valley to the Hu-Grandmom’s – and The Herd Annex’s – house for dinner last night. Let’s see how Ruby and Tartok did in the hospitality department.
Uh, Ruby, why aren’t you look at the Hu-dad. What is so fascinating over there?
Oh, of course. You are supervising the chef.
Ok, Tartok, it is cold out there. Why don’t you come in so we can close the door?
Apparently staying awake with the guests was too much of a challenge.
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