He turned up in Misty's parents' yard, covered in engine oil and grime, and nothing but skin and bone. So they nursed him back to health, and Misty and I picked him up and took him home last nite. We've named him Murray, and Holly and I have been singing Flight of the Conchords' "Cheer Up Murray" to him all the time. :) And this way, when we get
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