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Post by Bella on Mar 8, 2009 10:46:51 GMT -5
"And assign missions to spy dogs."
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Post by Charmer on Mar 8, 2009 10:49:49 GMT -5
Charmer shrugged. "Yeah, that's great. 'Do this, do that. You're much better than me, but I still get to boss you around.'"
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Post by Bella on Mar 8, 2009 10:51:12 GMT -5
"Charmer no ones better then anybody els."
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Post by Charmer on Mar 8, 2009 10:58:20 GMT -5
"Yes, they are," Charmer said. "The only reason I have a crappy job like secreatary is because I'm not capable of doing anything else!"
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Post by Bella on Mar 8, 2009 11:00:14 GMT -5
"Yes you are. You can do anything."
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Post by Charmer on Mar 8, 2009 11:09:26 GMT -5
"I guess," Charmer muttered. He perked his ears up and wagged his tail. "Ya wanna race?"
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Post by Bella on Mar 8, 2009 11:56:26 GMT -5
"Ok"
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Post by Charmer on Mar 8, 2009 12:05:15 GMT -5
Charmer turned and got ready to take off. "Ready... set...."
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Post by Bella on Mar 8, 2009 12:49:53 GMT -5
"Go" Bella yelled running.
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Post by Charmer on Mar 8, 2009 13:06:52 GMT -5
Charmer bolted along the fence. Mud flew up. He slipped and could feel the earth squishing in-between his toes. Wind rushed through his fur and blew his ears back. He felt free, invincible... he loved. He wheeled around on his hind legs and went back. Running was the most amazing feeling.
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