"Ethel? Hey, Ethel, wake up. You'll want to see this. Your service dog dragged somethin' weird in from the garden." "Ngh.. -What? Oh, one of those. Saw a lot of those little buggers during the war. Take it out back and bury it, and don't tell anyone you saw it." "Yeah, uh, what war? You weren't in the armed forces, Ethel." "Of course I weren't, lovey. Most people didn't know there was a war. And you don't, either." A sigh. "Pull the other one, it's got bells on." "Brandy - don't eat that, it'll make you sick." The dog whines. "Brandy, heel. Don't look at me like that, Joy. If that thing's really what it looks like, you're going to jingle like a Morris dancer by the time this is over."
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"Ngh.. -What? Oh, one of those. Saw a lot of those little buggers during the war. Take it out back and bury it, and don't tell anyone you saw it."
"Yeah, uh, what war? You weren't in the armed forces, Ethel."
"Of course I weren't, lovey. Most people didn't know there was a war. And you don't, either."
A sigh. "Pull the other one, it's got bells on."
"Brandy - don't eat that, it'll make you sick." The dog whines. "Brandy, heel. Don't look at me like that, Joy. If that thing's really what it looks like, you're going to jingle like a Morris dancer by the time this is over."