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Woodstock ends his days.

Woodstock moved in with us Friday.

This evening he was sleeping on the rug in the front parlor.

Woodstock

Tibbit pretended not to notice.

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When she believed no one was watching, she sampled a small taste of Woodstock.

Tibbit1

Delicious.

Hamish interrupted the tasting, as he is of the opinion that that Woodstock flavors belong only to the elder dog.

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Hamish spent a little time with Woodstock, lulling the little bird into a calm. Hamish says that Woodstock’s succulence is improved when the fear adrenaline no longer courses through Woodstock.

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Don’t be fooled little Woodstock. Your time is nigh.

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