Silver Creek penny dreadful

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he followed her glance upward and then tried to peer around her, tail swishing behind his hips. "yes!" when wasn't he down to eat; how about never. he frisked to her side. "mona doesn' like the snow," cortland whispered conspiratorially. "all she wants to do is stay inside. and i say 'mona, come outside.' but she says 'no, i doan' wanna.'" there. what would Spring think of that?
he hoped she was taking him to food soon. the stress of eating was burning calories and he was pretty much starving by now.[/tr][/td][/table]