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Date Posted: 06:56:38 09/09/02 Mon
Author: Kande's Sis
Subject: Pronounced dead at 12:43 p.m. on September 8
In reply to: kande 's message, ""Sweetie!" Bubba screams as he runs into the room." on 04:26:01 09/09/02 Mon

Aunt Madge looks at her watch and makes the announcement, then gently pulls the Martin the Martian tie over the little hamster's head. JD comforts KS and PFC 1 in the corner. PFC 2 had followed her Aunt Kande to the Klub.

JD looks at the sniffling crowd. "A wake will be held in the torture chamber tomorrow evening, with the funeral following on Tuesday. We thank you all for coming." The group files out slowly, leaving the little hospice hamsters to help with the body. KS's dog, Sandy, bounds happily into the room, grabs the body and runs out the door.

"Catch her!" the cry goes up as all give chase. Meanwhile...

Kande is slumped at the bar with a tiny red ribbon looped on her breast. She is writing down a grocery list for tonight's fundraiser, completely unaware that Sandy is racing through the streets of Shipperville with Sweetie's sodden little body gently clutched between her teeth. She is just about to write down Ranch dip, when she hears a whisper behind her. Eyes wide and body rigid, she recognizes the voice.

"Coconut Head!" the voice whispers gleefully. "You a nana-coconut head!"

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