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He’s like the all black puzzle: frustrating and intriguing at the same time. I’d like to think I’ll solve him one day, but I’m starting to doubt it.
“Well, even if they are geese, we still love them,” I declare, and Sawyer nods vigorously in agreement. “We love them, even if they are murder ducks,” he agrees, crouching down to stroke Huey’s head. Louie comes over and gently nibbles at his hand to demand some affection of his own.
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