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The Mysterious Tail of Bob: A Legacy of Perseverance and Ingenuity

Bob spent his days gnawing at his cage, and his nights spinning on his wheel. It was clear he was planning his escape. We did everything to delay the inevitable. We weighted the door of the cage down with a wooden coaster. He knocked it off with sheer force. We tied the door down with an old t-shirt. He ravished it to shreds. We inserted wooden kebab skewers through intermittent slats. He scratched them loose. He broke out twice before. The first time he sprang from our arms as we were lovingly cleaning his cage. He ran behind the fridge, but soon we had him cornered. The second time his plan was no less than ingenious. He drank all his water from the dispenser that was blocking the cage lid





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