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Old 09-14-2002, 04:05 PM   #82
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Bęthberry is wading through snowdrifts on Redhorn.Bęthberry is wading through snowdrifts on Redhorn.Bęthberry is wading through snowdrifts on Redhorn.Bęthberry is wading through snowdrifts on Redhorn.
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Startled by the squawking, Hob rolled over and quickly rose.

Shush, you crazy bird, and be still. Bein' passed the Downs and under fair light don't mean you won't still raise the dead with that noise. Quiet now and I'll let yous loose. What do you mean sneaking'in on us like this?

Despite the harshness of his words, Hob's tone was gentle and he held his hand out, willing to let the angry crow peck him if that would help calm the bird down. Hob squatted low beside the netting and rubbed his nose with his free hand.

Erling, you do gets us into some scrapes. I've never afore met a bird what talks. How does we loose the net without lettin' it get away? And without costin' me half me fingers?

Hob looked at his friend with a grin, a tired grin, but a grin nonetheless.

[ September 14, 2002: Message edited by: Bethberry ]
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