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Libby's breath stank like a skunk had bathed itself in moldy milk.

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Pieces of his shell were Lodged into Libby's teeth

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My dresser was knocked over with Bob no where in sighgt

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I was mad at Libby for Eating bob

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i loved bob very much even though he probably hated me becasue i would poke him with a sitck 99% of the time

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i cried for hours

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from this i learned that i loved bob dearly.

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you dont appreciate something till its gone

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i rushed to my room to see my dresser knoked over and bob nowhere to be seen

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i looked inside her mouth to see... SNAIL SHELL?!?!

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when i came back from the store, green goo was all over libby's snout

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at the time, bob was sleeping

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i had also left bob on my dresser

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one day we left libby out lose in the house while we went grocery shopping

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i would tease bob by poking him in the tummy

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i imedietly named the snail bob

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i saw a snail on the white rock wall seperating our land from the open road

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i was walking my dog libby in our back yard

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a snail doesn't have feelings

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a pet is a pet and nothing more

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snails are gross

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pets are a big part of family