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Date Posted:01:31:58 04/15/03 Tue In reply to:
Pistol
's message, "*.Tag.*" on 14:00:33 04/14/03 Mon
She spins on her hind quarters to see his tail swishing. She laughs "Now where could he be" she says aloud. She peersaround the tree and sees him. She reaches out "TAG" she squiels again. She bolts past him and disapears into the grass again.
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