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[___youvandal]

Buddy brought me some mice when I got home twenty minutes ago.

Dead mice, of course, with deep teeth marks; one with its insides slowly migrating from the mouse cadaver to the pavement.  So, I just stroke Buddy's sweet head and scratch his ears; hey, It's the thought that counts.  Hold open the door for him, so he can trot inside, content.  And,

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[calcium_waste]

buddy also attacks my neck.
and. i miss everyone and dont all at the same time as well.

[___youvandal]

No he doesn'ttt..

Buddy's a cat.