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November 19, 2007


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Reminds me of Anne of Green Gables when she finds the mouse in the pudding!

Good thing you found it, Tired One, or you'd have been shouting at your family to not eat the cranberries!

I thought of the very thing! There was a mouse drowned in that pitcher, Marilla, and the wrath of Mrs. Rachel Lynde.

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