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Old 11-21-2008, 01:18 AM

Aaron grinned as he stood up sniffing around the counter grabbing a closed ink pad in his mouth. He carefully snuck behind everyone opening it giving small bark like laughs as he pressed his paws onto the pad running around the group leaving large black par prints on the floor. He smiled seeing the ink had worn off and went back to his place laying beneathe the counter.

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