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Friday, July 25, 2014

Gol durn them rabbits

It began with a carved wooden dog parked at the garden gate. Farmer Brown looked around and scratched his head, wondering who'd left it. Then he rolled it inside the fence. At midnight, the lagomorphs emerged to feed.

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