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			From the way he glared at me I could tell he wasn't comfortable with my presence.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
	
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			So I added onto my strangeness by splashing mud all over my face.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			They asked about a duck on my head and I responded, "What duck?"
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			Then I looked up and there it was. The duck.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			Not a real duck, of course, but a charming paint-by-number painting of one above the cages.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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			But then the duck panting became real. It started howling like a wolf! Then it flew at me and bit my ear off.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			Amazingly, none of these unusual events deterred me from my quest, and soon I was going home with a dog. A Black dog, exactly as was required.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
	
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			But then my dog slowly turned into a duck. So I had to go back to the kennel.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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			After revisiting the kennel to exchange the "duck" for my original black dog, I longed to go home and rest.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
	
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			I had been up for 2 days straight, and was  in desperate need of sleep.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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