What are you doing Grandma, it’s late.
I’m going to get my Ravens.
I’ve gotta get my Ravens, and some branch water.
I have to do it tonight – full moon.
Why?
Miss Sophie had a vision, that’s why.
Miss Sophie had a vision.
I’ve gotta get my Ravens.
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It’s Friday 13th and a full moon … and our dogs are missing. I think they are preparing for The Change. It’s just getting dark. Do I hear a howling out there?
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Oh, sorry; that would be me howling. I wouldn’t worry about your dogs at all. And, years ago I learned from great American comic strip characters that you should only worry when Friday the 13th falls on a Monday. So, it’s all good!
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