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"Is she mental?!" Dwin exclaimed to no one in particular, thinking in horror of all the times Frolic had had to be fished out of some sort of pond or lake or river (she was exaggerating, but her younger sibling managed to cause trouble, where four puppies were needed instead of just one) and then also remembering that Maia usually was not the one to witness it. She received soggy puppies at the end of the day and Eljay treated the occasional colds and sneezing spells. Here she had thought that parents made your life difficult only during your childhood. 

Glee seemed to have just as a short attention span as Frolic did. She went from telling about grasshoppers to pointing out that the Twitter Live that had happened earlier besides many great ideas exchanged and music had also produced a lot of crap. Quite like the real site, her narrator should mention. "It does," Dwin agreed. "But, if you rub your fur in it, not only will you get white hair, but you will mask you scent as well. Works well as camouflage," she suggested and looked down at the kid to see, if she was going to buy it.