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Wednesday, May 17, 2017

April 17th

Ashy was just being his super active self, swinging a Kamdalla around. It made contact with Gator's head, with the nastiest sound, which I heard as I was making dinner. Then the piercing scream of Gator. I absolutly thought he was dying. I immediately got him an ice pack. It bruised pretty bad for a while.



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