Yeah, in the northeast. Not everywhere in America gets blizzards, but-- well, Maine is practically a part of Canada, it's so far north...
[Gleefully, Cujo skitters backwards from the batting, but he's clearly overjoyed at the play attempt. He makes a few play-pounces at the giant paw (which is like. Almost as long as one of his legs), himself, still barking, his ponylike tail whipping around spastically.]
[A few dirty looks are being sent in the dogs' direction-- largely because of the racket Cujo is making. HE DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO BEHAVE LIKE HINA. WHAT IS TRAINING??]
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[Gleefully, Cujo skitters backwards from the batting, but he's clearly overjoyed at the play attempt. He makes a few play-pounces at the giant paw (which is like. Almost as long as one of his legs), himself, still barking, his ponylike tail whipping around spastically.]
[A few dirty looks are being sent in the dogs' direction-- largely because of the racket Cujo is making. HE DOES NOT KNOW HOW TO BEHAVE LIKE HINA. WHAT IS TRAINING??]