We wear our thoughts on our backs, because we can't speak, so that you can hear us.
I like little bones to chew on and to hide.
I like stealing bones from Camo and hiding them in the couch.
Camo likes Squirrels to bark at.
He doesn't chase them yet, because he is the backyard and they are just outside the backyard.
He tells me that when he gets a chance ( and a backbone) he will eat all the squirrels at Red Oak Hollow.
"Squirrels....they're not just for breakfast anymore!"
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