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YWS's new pet raccoon?



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Mon Jun 30, 2008 6:02 pm
little.angelfire says...



OH! A raccoon! I thought it was prairie dog or something XD haha, I feel silly now *give 'coon a cookie*
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Wed Jul 02, 2008 4:10 pm
thunder_dude7 says...



In the spirit of a writers' community, we should name it after a famous writer or poet.


In that case, we should name it thunder_dude7 :D
  





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Wed Jul 02, 2008 4:13 pm
blacktiger3915 says...



Let's name it Edgar Allen Poe. Coolness :D
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Wed Jul 02, 2008 4:23 pm
JabberHut says...



My vote goes towards "Jabberwocky". As in, its actual name. Razz Otherwise -- Lewis Carroll.


There can only be one Jabber around here. :P

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Wed Jul 02, 2008 4:32 pm
Gladius says...



Umm, if I might ask...where is the little thing? Oo I have the default template but I can't find it.

As for a name--
JabberHut wrote:
My vote goes towards Jabberwocky. As in, its actual name. :P Otherwise -- Lewis Carroll
There can only be one Jabber around here. :P

So true. ^_^

I like Edgar. Fitting for a 'coon, me thinks. ^_^
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Wed Jul 02, 2008 4:55 pm
blacktiger3915 says...



Yay!!! Two votes for Edgar the Racoon!!!!!
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