Hunting stuffies can be a lonely life. Sitting in the forest, waiting for your next catch, you find out who you really are. But when you proudly walk into town with a mouthful of pelts ready for market, it’s all worthwhile.

Hunting stuffies can be a lonely life. Sitting in the forest, waiting for your next catch, you find out who you really are. But when you proudly walk into town with a mouthful of pelts ready for market, it’s all worthwhile.
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Looks like they could make a rather colorful coat from all that. It could be amazing. Like a dream, even.
I see what you did there.
I’d wear that coat!
I can only imagine the fight all of those fierce animals put up.
OMG you guys! My neighbor is caring for a four-month-old puppy named Archie! A Westie, I think, but possibly a white Scottie. I’ll try to find out. He’s a delightful wiggly-butt!
Pictures!!
I’ll try.