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He circled.
Then he circled again.
He glanced at his watch. 4:45. His 4:13 was late. How many times does this happen a day?
How much longer could it go on? The bills were piling up and if appointments kept cancelling he’d soon be out of business.
It had only been his dream to help people. But none of the other ever trusted the shark who wanted to be a doctor.
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She disconnected the heart and pulse monitors and smiled. “There,” she thought, “That’ll make them think I’ve gone.
Back in Moscow the sensors flatlined. Dr. Petruzhev turned to the rest of the crowd and sighed, “We have lost her. Laika is dead.”
She reached under her belly and slipped out the crude joystick she had fashioned out of plastic from her dish. She wriggled it into the hole near the center of the control panel to her left. Grasping the end in her mouth she …
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The cave was just happy for the company. He hated being alone.
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The cave had too much work to do and no time to do it in. Echoes needed to be reverberated, shadows needed to be created and stalagtites and stalagmites needed forming. Then there was the elephant and mouse problems. For weeks now the cave had been infested with an elephants and mice. Well, one elephant and one mouse. But when you’re a cave having anything living inside of you bigger than a spider, is an infestation. One elphant and one mouse was one too many!
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The Mouse had too much work to do and no time to do it in. There was dishes that needed washing, a cave to dust and cheese to be stringed. Then there was that pesky elephant problem. For weeks now the cave had been overrun with elephants. Well, one elephant, but elephant’s are so big that if you have one, you might as well have twenty. One elephant, was one elephant too many.
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The Elephant had too much to do and no time to do it. There was laundry to be done, a cave to be cleaned and peanuts to be shelled. Then there was the pesky mouse problem. For weeks the cave had been overrun with mice. Well, one mouse, but the Elephant’s fear of mice in general seemed to amplify the problem. One mouse, was one mouse too many.
