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what do you mean, you’re not going to let me in?


How can you resist a face like this? So innocent, so naive, without guile or deception. Of course she and her brother are a couple of Baby Hueys when they get inside. They’re happiest outside, where they can roll around in the snow, barking at the Canada geese as they fly overhead. I wish they’d bark at the birds that eat all their food when it’s put out.

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