Standing by the open door, the little dachshund pleaded with his mom while the summer heat wafted in. “but, mom, it is not too hot for me to go outside. besides, cantchoo smell it? i can find the bunny and chomp him and bring him back and then u can make us all hasenpfeffer and voila, friday nitey nite dinner for three :) “
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