An e-mail I just recieved from my dog, Gracie:

I just want to let you know that we have a killer on our hands. Last night as we were walking our dog walk and the sun was setting Pete ran over a grabbed a little mole by its body and killed it. Afterwards he had this glistening in his eyes so that anything that moved he would pounce on it. This morning when we walked by the place where the incident oocurred the mole was gone. Probably carried off by angels or by a hawk but hopefully it is in heaven.

Sadly,
Gracie.

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