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Typical Sunday morning for Steve starts with an early walk, but after breakfast she gets down to business, chasing squirrels in her backyard. Remaining relatively calm until rattled by the sounds of squirrel, she goes into a dark place.
Picking up the noisey scent of a squirrel…she is off.
Usually unsucessful, except for one time, she patiently awaits her next opportunity to strike.
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