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A Terrible
Accident
“Good dog, Bramble,” said Jasmine, as the spaniel came trotting back across the orchard with a battered tennis ball in her mouth.“Good dog.”
Bramble dropped the soggy ball and Jasmine stroked her silky head.Then she picked up the ball and hurled it into the long grass.
“Fetch!” she called, and the spaniel wagged her tail and bounded after it. She was old now, but she still loved to play.
Bramble lived with Jasmine’s pet pig,Truffle, in the big orchard at Oak Tree Farm. It was an
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