"Well, for you, I think there's half a squirrell left," he said. He motioned towards Fae, "There may even be a mouse left."

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"What have you got for me?" Jay asked, poking his snout inside the truck.

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"Nothing particularly fresh," Hank said, "But I'll give you a choice: Bacon strips, or dry food?"

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[i]What does he think I am, a dog? Please.[/i] "Uhh... Bacon strips, I guess..." he felt a little embarrased at having to eat this pet food, but he was famished.