When Brutus was three weeks old, his human, an old man who stank of tobacco and whiskey, gathered up Brutus and his brothers and sisters, dropped them into a stained pillowcase, and threw the whole lot into a drainage ditch on the side of a lonely highway.

Pieces of String too Short to Save has been updated, with a very early beginning of Nine Lives and Three Wishes. I may just use Brutus yet.

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