Stavanger Bay where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising
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Rude was the way that other poop kept crawling over her like she was nothing! Did he not know when to stop? DAMNIT! The cry had been hers, of course. A puppy curse, because that thing deserved it, but puppy-swearing was not sufficient in these cases. More drastic measures had to be taken for the sake of her pride.

Julep had surely had enough of his poop and decided that if things would change she might as well make it happen herself. So in the logical order of things -as the other poop had made them- Julep did the exact same thing, not really knowing whether she was even crawling on top of the right poop. She was clumsy, hardly even crawing correctly, but she made it up there in due time. But that was not enough, no. Julep kinda forgot she was up there somehow (or did she even?), and peed right up there. Yep, she peed on top of one of her siblings, and she was so happy about it she released a squeal of victory! SUCK THAT LOOSER. That ought to fix the cold problem of his, at least...



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RE: where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising - by Julep - November 06, 2016, 08:06 PM