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| He met Shorty |
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| He told Aerosol his fortune |
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| His bad leg |
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| Shorty adopted him as he did Lulu |
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| The Peacock beat him up |
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| We used to snuggle before he got too big |
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| Shorty keeping an eye on Tabs. Nothing actually happened. |
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| Water became his home. Here at the stream for the first time |
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| Scuba diving even with his bad leg |
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| Hey, is there anybody home. |
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| Those trips to the dam were pure magic |
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| Learning to use his wings to balance |
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| He grew so fast |
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| See story in the Lulutu Book about his teaching me to fly |
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| Growing boy |
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| Very much a growing boy |
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| Almost ready for his first flight |
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| Get out of the way Tabs |
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| He was an expert pilot |
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| Poetry pure and simple |
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| From the start he landed perfectly on his one leg |
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| He flew for longer and longer periods |
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| Over the dam for the umpteenth time |
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| And then it was time for him to leave us. These pics are just the tip of the iceberg. There are sooooo many more................. |
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