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 Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 1:17 pm
The young male wsn't happy, but he wasn't upset either. He felt.. normal. And normal was often boring. But for now, at least he could busy himself by the water. He grinned quietly, for once feeling happy about himself as he held the shiney stone between his paws. He didn't have that many stones or rocks; but the few he had, he took care of.
It'd been fortunate, a few eeks ago, when he's found that little lost bag those humans had. They'd lost it, and who who found it? Kutu. Just idea to put his rocks in. But with his paws, no thumbs, or fingers, getting the little flap off and letting the rocks out was hard, but he could handle it.
Kutu likes his rocks.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 1:24 pm
Adia padded up behind her son, tilting her head slightly. He'd always taken after her in looks, so what he was up to was usually her cup of tea. The female padded over and sat, wagging her tail.
"Having a good day, Kutu?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 1:42 pm
Ears flicked and he turned to look at his mother, balancing a rock on his paw and holding it out to her, as if showing off his wonderfull work.
"Hi mom! " He wagged his tail, then put the rock down, and dumped another one in the water, grinning. "Yup. Im a cleanin my rocks. "
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