Mom, Jetta, and I were helping Dad finish pumping the Oster Lake ponds on the Valentine's Day afternoon. While we were standing on the dock, Jetta found a muskrat to play with. However, the muskrat wasn't in a playful mood so it bit Jetta on the nose. Jetta came running back to us bleeding everywhere. Mom wasn't happy. She told me that I never get to play with muskrats!
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