I met Luke yesterday. But I spied his chewed toy first, and said to his companion Chris, do you have a dog? Then I saw Luke with his beautiful eyes and spots. I made them an offer to trade his chewed toy, which looked just like roadkill, for a new foxy. Luke went for it, and did not even wait for the tag to come off to get going on the squeaky toy. Chomp, chomp!
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