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Beside him, Peanut sat scratching his ear.
He yipped, “Bag of treats!” He wagged his little
tail.

“Really? But I can’t walk too fast yet.
Pointing down, he said, “I’m still getting used
to my new leg. It’s called a prosthesis.”

 

“This is our chance to get into the music
shack before Carlos gets here,” I yipped. “Let’s
go!”

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