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hadn't fed him since the day before yesterday. Keep his instincts as sharp as his appetitesomething every trainer knew.
When Rufus was finished, Jerry opened the cage door, hosed it out, then emptied a five-ounce bag of Sojourner Farms Dog Food into Rufus's bowl. A high-fiber vegetable blend of grains, nuts and sea grasses.
"Happiness is a balanced meal," said Jerry as he pulled a wet feather from Rufus's ear. He gave him a pat, and Rufus went for the chow. Then he took his Evian back into the kitchen, cut himself a slice of seven-grain bread, spread some hummus on it and sat down at the table. While he ate he studied the photo.
"Took your secret with you, lady," he said aloud.
And with the black felt-tip he drew an X through Maria Terranova's face.
Maybe Chubs in the beard will see reason.

 
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