Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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Poor sweet Topsy... Sadness and sweetness all at once! Hugs to you, dear Bess...for your beautiful new daughter, and for the loss of an old friend and faithful companion. Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Thursday, January 27, 2005 Farewell TopsyMay you dig forever in that groundhog hole in heaven, Pokey by your side, the scent of prey tickling your nose. You were special in your own right and as the last of the Tru dynasty, you proved your sturdy stock. We'll see you again someday. 
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