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Time for horsey horse to play on the interstate?
Seriously. Dump it. Now. Whatever loss you take will easily be made up in hay savings.
Oh. And the cat needs to meet Mr. Coyote. And by Mr Coyote I mean Mr. Plinker. And by Mr Plinker I mean your .22. And by meet I mean get shot by.
But yeah. Tell them it was a Coyote.
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