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Sunday, January 09, 2005
We banged on the window and the sliding door to try to get our intruder to leave, but it was either stoic or insane. Rob held tight to the Funky Killer Wolf as best he could (her being so strong and superhero-like now) and opened the door. The Evil Intruder heard Death announcing itself with stupid yelps, oops, no, sorry Blue, Heroic barks, and it fled like the wind. But Blue was out in a flash, confident in her hunting skills. I'm a funky killer Wolf, sings Blue, and you're not. Watch how good I am!!! Posted by Hello


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