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“Right. He was drunk, and didn’t know it. His death was entirely
accidental. Now, if you pests would go take a flying leap, this old
dog will return to dreaming of past glories. Never forget that I am
Trixie, the Captivating Canine Clown.”
With that she rolled over, sighed loudly, and went back to sleep.
