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Post by Tiger on Jan 7, 2009 21:54:45 GMT -5
Henry smiled. "Bring 'em a dead bird," he suggested. "Maybe that'll get the idea across. Or maybe they'll go crazy and kick ya out of the nest, so you'll be able ta hunt anyways. My old one wouldn't get me none, so he either couldn't get none or he just didn't wanna. Either way, it worked for me...an' I still live on mice, although there's less fightin' here. Less noise, too."
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