[There's a disgruntled WARK from the chocobo, and then he picks up one of the offending dust rags in his beak and waddles away with it. Who knows what it's for.
Meanwhile, Ceodore's at least got the good grace to start picking things up.]
I need to build him a pen. He's getting too big to stay in the house.
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Meanwhile, Ceodore's at least got the good grace to start picking things up.]
I need to build him a pen. He's getting too big to stay in the house.
[Not to mention way too much trouble.]