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Turtle vs. Toilet, a Monster in the Closet, and a Surprise Possum
Phoebe Judge
I started worrying about my new dog, Eight, going outside. She was only seven months old. I knew she was big, like 80 pounds big, and strong, but not strong enough to take on a black bear. She isn't much of a fighter, except when I'm trying to take the millionth sock that she's stolen out of her mouth. My father calls her Socks. I started being extra careful on our walks.
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