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Why Antarctica

Mrs. Crow Mutton has a mission – the Antarctica or bust. We were shocked when she ordered boots in red rust. She ordered a down winter coat with a print on it too. And a patterned knitted cap created by my Auntie Lou. Why Antarctica? We asked her, for we wanted to know. Because Michigan has never had enough sparkly snow. And I love seeing my breath float out of my beak. We saw her flying home to Ann Arbor the very next week.

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