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The remaining white dog on the other side of the chainlink fence had two friends visiting. I heard the racket and went out there to check that a wolverine was not being flayed alive. Since the Great Fence Replacement, quantities of bushes from behind their shed have been piled in front of the fence, in the gap where the screen improvised from closet doors fell apart in the middle. It didn't help. I was greeted by much snarling and barking.
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