|  Down the trail/drainage
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 |  You don't really think I'd get into your bag... do you! (YES!)
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 |  The dog, Smoky. Thinking that there just must be something to get into!
 
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					|  The dog Petie, far more subdued & mature
 |  Work, work, work... life's a -----
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 |  Re-gathering the troops on the other side!
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					|  And the Pied Piper moves on...
 |  Pinto, from the "other" herd!
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					|  Blackjack, contemplating what dorks the others are for taking the "low" road
 |  Think he likes this one?
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					|  |  Petie, always in search for those elusive fish!
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					|  |  If they're in here, I'll get em!
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					|  There's one now!
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					|  |  Ezra, the pretty boy
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					|  Freckles, not so pretty... but loveable!
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					|  Beat it bucko! I was here first!
 |  Now what is that dumb dog going to do with that stick? Dogs!
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					|  |  There must be another way to do this without getting your feet wet!
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					|  Smoky again, no trouble getting him to cross the river
 |  Jeff Ross on left, and Sam on right. Jeff is the leader of the NM expeditions
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					|  |  Home again, home again, jiggety jig
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					|  One of precious few green spots
 |  The Goat-mobile
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