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She has this silly wad of yerfy old slimed stuffed mouse toy remnant that she will run after and bring back until her feet fall off. Her name is Toby because the vet was wrong about her sex. We're talking seriously wrong. Suddenly he was yeowling and backing into anyone he could find. Mom said, "I just don't know what's wrong with him today."
I said, "His problem is that he's a girl."
Her jaw dropped.
But, well, she's certainly a tomboy in any case....
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