One Bad Brood of Bandits

A gentle spring breeze blew across his fur as Banjo looked upon the group of friends who had come to join their cause.  It wasn’t an emergency, but its need was eminent and if not taken care of now, it would turn into an emergency.  Gander the Goose had recently arrived back on the ranch and she alerted the ranch

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