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Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Excerpt from "Good Night, Gorilla" by Peggy Rathmann

3:25 A.M. - Found fresh blood smeared all over the doorknob to the fowl nursery. Fortunately, it appears the silverback's hands--while brutal--were not capable of operating the door.

But, where did all the blood come from?

3:29 A.M. - Quickly followed the trail of blood droplets. It appears the silverback is losing his own blood. He is undoubtedly in a blood frenzy. My night just got longer.

Posted by clinicole at 12:56 PM

My son, Bradley, and I recently read this one when we set up a tent in the backyard during one of his weekends at my house. We were both skeptical at first but were soon enveloped in the edge-of-your-seat plot. Oh, right... it's 'Brad' now--not 'Bradley.'

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