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Line 2: Last night my dog Nelson ran away. It wasn't really that he was my dog, or that his name was Nelson. But ever since he first snuck on to my property, he's been my best friend. One night I went out to feed the chickens, I had 30 ~~of them~~, and Nelson was in there playing with ~~the chickens~~them. It was the cutest thing I had ever seen. He stuck around, and I was never happier. My parents ~~hasn~~hadn't allowed me to have a dog "They were cat people!" We didn't have a dog house, so I let him stay in the chicken coup. I thought they got along so well. And with 30 chickens I didn't notice any missing at first. Some of them must have been getting jealous because one would dissappear every night. These fuckers were running away.

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