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What Ramesses of the Red Earth said had the chihuahua cocking his head to one side.

"Well, ah don't really mean to stay all that long, sah. Ah mean, mah owners are gon be back for me any minute now." The little male looked hopefully off to where he saw Martin stumble away to two nights ago. He would come back for him, Gucci was certain, very, very soon...

...unless he forgot again?

No, he wouldn't!

...would he?

Then his belly grumbled again.

"Par-pardon." Gucci stuttered, sitting down and curling his fuzzy tail about his feet, trying to appear small in the wake of this embarrassment. "Its jest... they ain't ever bin this late before, y'know? But they gon be back for me. A-ah know they will be."

Will they?

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