Someone sent a link to this site running some sort of writing contest but the hell with all that...we went straight for the dog pictures.
Killer Yapp was enticed away from the slush pile by Miss Snark's shrieks.
He saw the screen.
He fainted dead away.
Miss Snark managed to scroll through all 12 photos before she too was overcome.
Only the arrival of the hunky guys from FDNY revived us both sufficiently to resume feeble tapping on the keyboard.
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