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He finally found one that was a little dead and came out of the swampy ground easily. Pleased with his prize, Sunny turned to swish the bottom of the reed around in the water to clear the dirt off. A little suction and a twirl of his tongue later and he had it between his back teeth, leaving him to plod away happily to his preferred area of dry ground.
This was Sunny's everyday life and he thoroughly enjoyed it. No one to answer to, no where to be in any big hurry, just walking around looking for the next vegetation to chew on. The life...he was living it.
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