Siberian Husky translation by novelist D. K. Wall
Nope. No idea how the fluff from the pilows ended up floating on the porch. Why do you ask me?
At furst, I fought Frankie needed a blucking… and I whas looking at his fleuf. Now I realize I amb looking at unco-roberated ebidence.
wif lubbs from Little Reufus
Fluff? What fluff? I don’t see any fluff!
You guys have been framed!
I’m sure it was marauding squirrels, or maybe one of those rogue big dogs from your neighbors’ who did it!
That’s Typhoon trying to get big bro Frankie in trouble! ~ Kipnuk
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