You're A Feathered Friend

Rex's laughing snaps you out of your musings. He really is the most ticklish guy you've ever known.

You hop onto the sandpile, in front of his face. "Rex, I'm really sorry. The birds captued and tickled me first." you stick your claw out and wiggle your toes. "If I didn't lure you here, they would have tickled me to death!"

"Yeah, I've been hard on you too, I'm sorry." says Rex. He means it. "Now please, please, dig me free! I can't stand any more tickling!"

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Sorry Rex

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