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Chapter 6 by Nemo of Utopia Nemo of Utopia

What's Elizabeth's reply?

"No, it's my dogs..."

"No," Elizabeth said shyly but then forged ahead, "it's my dogs. My great-uncle on my mother's side breeds Rat Terriers, and he sold me three pups to train as a team of rat catching dogs..."

I had to think about it for a second. Rats bothered the heck out of me, I was like Indiana Jones is with snakes about the things, but this wouldn't be training them, it would be hunting them...

Could I handle that?

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