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MARY BURROW
ONE DAY WE SHOT A GOOSE. WE WENT ACROSS THE STREET FROM WALTS' TO THE WATERHOLE. DAD, BEN, MYSELF, MOM AND JOSH WERE THERE. IT WAS WAS HUGE GOOSE.
I RAN OUT IN THE WATER TO GET IT BUT IT WAS STILL ALIVE, SO I QUICKLY RAN BACK TO DAD AND TOLD HIM TO SHOOT IT AGAIN. DAD SHOT IT AND I WENT TO GET IT. DAD TOLD ME I WAS A GOOD RETRIEVER.
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