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The gang loves to sleep in a pile.
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On occations when friends visit, that pile can become quite large...
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Phoebe
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Ozzy
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Obelix, the great thinker.
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Sometimes they sleep so hard they don't even notice when I pick them up.
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Phoebe - small but fluffy - especially the tail...
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Me holding the trio.
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What is going on up there?
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Snow is such fun!
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When things are left like this, it's easy to climb...
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... but then again, Ozzy climbs on everything.
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What? You're outdoors and there's
still snow on the ground! Why aren't you playing?
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*Sigh* OK, our gang is really a bunch
of pampered couch-potatoes.
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Phoebe gets a treat.
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This is Troll, an angora ferret. He and Obelix hated
each other, so we couldn't take him in, which was the original plan.
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