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The vet saw Snuff's attempt at flight. "Woah, there, little buddy," the vet said, gently picking Snuff up and putting a splint on one of his wings. "You're grounded right now. Where is that identification band," the vet muttered, finding Snuff's ID band and calling the farmer.
 
The vet saw Snuff's attempt at flight. "Woah, there, little buddy," the vet said, gently picking Snuff up and putting a splint on one of his wings. "You're grounded right now. Where is that identification band," the vet muttered, finding Snuff's ID band and calling the farmer.
Ginger heard the phone ringing and picked it up gently before running it over to one of the big humans, whom was quick to answer it.
 
(here, I'll try to play the human characters) The farmer's wife (who had answered the phone), paced as the vet on the other line talked. "Yes, sir, I see. A carrier pigeon?" she wrung her free hand in an annoyed way. "First Digger and now Snuff? Ugh, today is the day for vet bills."
 
(I'm playing some german shepherd in the kennel across from Digger.)
"Don't tire yourself out, pal. They can't hear you. I've tried," the German Shepherd said.
 

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