Steve walked down the sidewalk, the dead leaves churching under his hoofs. As he walked, the autumn wind gently whipped his loose-fitting plaid shirt , causing his tan chest fur to dance lightly in the wind .He was almost to his mailbox when he saw the...
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It was 7:30, and Steve was getting ready to go out with his new neighbor for a night on town. He was wearing a long sleeve pink dress shirt that coordinated well his cream fur color. Along with his pink shirt, he wore a white tie...
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