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| That's Mr. George with his nose through the fence, with Ms. Lucy bringing up the rear. George used to spurn my offer of a dog biscuit, at least until he figured out that Lucy likes them. Now he demands a regular offering as well. |
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| That's Mr. George with his nose through the fence, with Ms. Lucy bringing up the rear. George used to spurn my offer of a dog biscuit, at least until he figured out that Lucy likes them. Now he demands a regular offering as well. |