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Date Posted: 18:25:27 07/11/02 Thu
Author: �..].g.e.n.e.v.i.e.v.e.[..�
Author Host/IP: 12.252.52.17
Subject: �..].b.a.b.y.|.s.h.e.|.d.e.v.i.l.[..�

growing impatient after a long ten minutes, the 'she' rattles her long, light-green fingernails brisker on the counter.

-hello?-

a grin plasters on her face as a plump woman shuffles quickly behind the counter, wiping her hands on her workers' apron.

-sorry, miss -

i was busy with some cats. may i help you?-

gen smiles, nodding quickly. her honeyed-brown locks fall, curled slightly, tapering her face and bouncing as she does so.

-can i look at your dogs and birds?-

without waiting for an answer, she shuffles past the woman hurriedly, excited to see if she can find a pet just like the ones whom she'd grown up with in her childhood, though they had died a few years earlier. looking around, glee sprinkled through her eyes and sparkling happily, she picks out a west highland white puppy. kissing him as he licks her cheek, she whispers into his ear, her voice soft and rustling from her lips: ozzie. she also finds her bird, a gray and white pied, white face cockatiel. baldwin. scurrying again to the counter and the lady, she pays for both and puts ozzie on the leash she brought and baldwin in the cage she brought from home. smiling a 'thanks,' she walked out the door with a clank.

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Umm come again! -- Julia, 17:32:28 07/17/02 Wed