Peggy, Polly, Hank and Lily sit down in the barn. "Wow," meows Peggy, "dis pwace ish so cool. Come on, I gots an idea." She skampurs up a laddur into the hay loft. The offurs kwikly follow. "Oh, boy, hear dat rustlin shound. Der bobs up here. We can hunt!"
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Franci, Oreo, Caleb, Willow and Tita