White Dog didn't quite know what to make of the hail storm this afternoon. She did not like the sound of it pinging against the glass. After, White Dog went outside to examine the phenomenon; she walked very timidly and sniffed the tiny ice balls. Finally she picked one up and brought it inside where she prodded it with her paws and licked at it until it melted. When White Dog went out to gather more specimens, they had mysteriously vanished.
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