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We were all enjoying the backyard yesterday evening when Hu-Dad wondered why Roscoe was hanging out over the hill.
During one of Hu-Dad’s periodic nose counts, he realized someone had snuck off and was up to something. In response to his name being called, Roscoe popped up into view and explained he was just monitoring the neighbors’ activities.
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