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Subject: .over.rated.


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Shock
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Date Posted: 20:56:41 04/09/04 Fri
In reply to: Paige 's message, "[.negitivity.tut.tut.]" on 18:37:53 04/09/04 Fri



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The night bleached female arrived now, ears perked and eyes locked directly upon the form of the unknown mare. How cocky he seemed while facing Sampson, she noted with amber-ale eyes. But the damage had been done, the non-existant blood paid. For Sampson had already viewed the stranger and she would abide by Sampson's rulling. Paige, sitting upon the bed with both two-legged and four-legged male, she knew agreed with the decision made by Sampson; it seemed no harm was to be brought. But Shock, being a protective dog by nature, was still not gung-ho about this stranger in her house- their house! With a disgruntled growl, inwardly offended that she had been instructed to hold back by Sampson; she sighed, some gaurd dog she was, she realized. With a flick of her stiff tail she waltzed over, not going to show this stranger any sign of greeting: for he was of no concern. With trusting eyes she looked up at Sampson from where she now sat, powerful legs folded beneath her as she rested at the foot of the bed. She rested her massive head near the paws of Sampson, lifting a large coal shaded paw of her own to rest upon the bed's surface. With a heave of her shoulders she whimpered to him as if asking the identity of the stranger who acted as if he was king of the loft.

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