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| Ruh-Roh |
After I worked the dogs yesterday, I took them all down to the creek for a swim. Nell went in and came out like this. Cockleburrs ev-er-y-where...
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| ...can't quite...get...it |
They were in her armpits, behind her ears, under her tail
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| Argh! |
She had 'em stuck to her feathers, between her legs, on her chest
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| I think...I got it |
I let her work on 'em for a while before I started on the ones she couldn't reach
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| Nasty...li'l...buggers! |
As we walked back to the truck, she pulled and pulled one after the other.
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| Yech! |
She got all all she could reach, and, resorting to scissors, I cut out the rest when we got home
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| What just happened? |
Nell's a Tom-Boy. If there's dirt, she finds it. If there's trouble, she starts it. Now with a few less feathers.
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