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lets play the animal match game

They were going to play the animal match game again. Josie was opposed, she always got matched with a fox. Her hair and a fox’s hair being the same color. She held off as long as she could. This year will be different her grandmother assured her. She was delighted to see what grandma had done. She had specifically rounded up bunnies that matched Josie’s hair. I could play this again next year if the bunnies would come back she said. Unfortunately, a fox had chased them out of the game.

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