“You’re the best friend I have ever had boy, but I got to save you! Please go my friend, hide!”


“Oh my heavens, you scared me Dale!” Celeste told him in a shocked voice.  Something is wrong with his eyes?  She thought to herself.  “Dale is you okay?  You look awful weird and you stink too.”  Celeste pinched her nose with her fingers the minute Dale stepped forward.  “You’ve been drinking moonshine again Dale, so you better stop right there mister!” Celeste knew Dale was not in his right frame of mind when he drank alcohol.

There were times she stayed hidden and watched Dale drank himself three sheets to the wind. Which of course allowed her to torment him while he slept the brew off.  Her favorite time she remembered was when he passed out in the hay last summer.  She was sitting up in the rafters of the barn eating her fill of fresh picked blueberries, when Dale came into the barn all liquored up.  He climbed up on the mound of hay and passed out snoring with his mouth open wide.  For some reason the little cowgirl had a wicked thought and began to drop smashed blueberries on his face while he slept. She giggle with mischief as she watched his face become stained by the berries that slapped him on the face while she tried to drop blueberries into his open mouth, missing her target all together. What made it more funny is Dale would wipe his face in a stupor and smeared the berry juice deeper into his skin. It took Dale a week to get the blueberry stains off his face, but he never knew it was her.

“Hey, listen here little one, I saw you swimming yesterday and you looked mighty fine!” Celeste was knocked out of her thoughts when Dale grab her arms. “Dale let go you’re hurting my arms.”  Celeste tried to wiggle loose out of his strong man hold, but he was too strong for her to set herself free.  “Not this time girl, you’re mine!”  Celeste didn’t have time to react when she was pushed down on the ground and Dale jumped on top of her little body pinning her to the floor with his weight while he began to touch her body everywhere with his large hands.  Dale planted his sloppy lips upon her face and started to kiss her hard.

Celeste’s body became rigid with fright.  “What is he doing to me?  This is wrong and I don’t like it!”  She stated to herself in distress. Her little mind snapped and yell out her feelings. “Git the hell of me you bully, you’re hurting me…STOP IT NOW!” Celeste yowled out a blood curdling girly girl scream and began to punch him with her little fist when he didn’t listen to her pleads. Dale could careless about Celeste, he kept on his sexual assault and finally ripped her t-shirt a little then touched her crotch.

Things were happening to fast for the little girl to figure out what he was doing to her.  Her immediate reaction was to try and get him off her before he did anything else. She hollered out loud piercing Dale’s ears, “Mama, Papa, someone help me!  HELP!”

Suddenly, Celeste’s wind was knocked out of her from a heavy impact to Dale’s body upon her’s.  She instantly heard a loud noise of grunts, hoof stomping and whinny’s.  She closed her eyes and then reopened them to Ghost kicking the shit out of Dale and dragging him off her little body with his teeth.  The horse didn’t wait, he began to rear up and stomp onto Dale’s body with great force while crying out his battle cry to the heavens.  Celeste could hear the impact of each hoof hit Dale’s body.  The white horse was ferocious in his aid to help his friend, until the cadaver body was bleeding profusely from the head.  Celeste, by this time was huddling into a corner watching the scene play out.  Her eyes were wide with fright, “Ghost no boy!”  She wept.

The horse stopped and turned his massive body towards his little friend.  The two locked their eyes together and slowly the gelding walked over to Celeste quivering and shaking.  The beast softly nudged his partner in crime with his muzzle.  Celeste immediately crawled on the floor and hugged his front legs to her little body for reassurance. Ghost nickered and rubbed her hair with his nose.

“My hero…Ghost we got to get out of here before he wakes up.  Run boy run!”  Ghost didn’t leave his companion until she got up and slowly walked over to the lifeless body of Dale. She clearly could see the hoof print on the side of Dale’s head when observing the damage. “Oh my god I get dad and mom, you got to run boy now before mama sells ya!”  Celeste held her friends head and kissed his head with tears in her eyes.  “You’re the best friend I have ever had boy, but I got to save you! Please go my friend, hide!”

Ghost shook his head no…She had no choice she had to run to get her parents, because there was no way she could clean this mess up alone.  So without thinking she ran to her home blaring out her mother and father’s name. For Celeste, this day will always be remembered as the worse day ever in her lifetime!

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“Well Moo Moo, what do we have here?” Celeste twirled around with eyes opened wide and saw Dale looking at her with drunken lust.


The first thing Celeste had to do is head for the storage cellar where her mother stored and canned tomatoes for the winter.  She had overheard a group of young boy’s in church say stewed tomatoes would get the scent of skunk out.  Her eyes dripped with tears from the foul odor of skunk when she opened the outside cellar door.  Careful to not make a sound, the little cowgirl entered the underground shelter and headed straight for the jars of tomatoes.

She placed ten jars in a big basket she had found sitting on a wooden table, and took off to the barn leaving the cellar door open in case she needed to return.  “Holy crud, I’m a stinky winky, how in the heck am I gonna git this scent off me.”  Celeste mumbled to herself as she approached the barn and went to a secret passage room no one knew about but her.  She thought the room must have been made in case a tornado twirled it’s way across the farm. Quickly she looked around to see if anyone took note of her, and when the coast was clear she moved the long board from its hinges and slid between the opening with ease.  It didn’t take her no time at all to open the jars and begin the task of scrubbing the stench off her body.

From head to toe Celeste covered her body with the stewed tomatoes while scrubbing her body with a dirty cloth as fast as possible.  She stayed quiet until she was soaked to the bone with the red acid substance. Her clothes she would leave behind and come back tomorrow to bury them in the dirt; but for now she stood naked and let the tomatoes do their magic.

“Holy shit, do you smell a light scent of skunk Dale?”  One of the farm helpers yelled out.  Celeste’s eyes widen with fear she would be caught with her pants down.  Silence was her best policy until the coast was clear. “I think the darn thing passed through here, so git back to work Fred and bring the other cows in to git milked.”  Dale replied in his heavy southern drawl dialect.

Celeste held her breath when Fred walked passed her hiding spot to open the door and let a few cow’s get into their cubicles to eat and be milked. Each step she took backwards in her hiding spot she was quiet as a mouse.  She blended into the darkness just in time when Fred stopped by the opening of her secret spot. “I swear now I smell tomatoes and skunk.”  He took a big whiff and followed the scent his nose lead him too. Celeste held her breath. “FRED…git over here now!”  Dale roared out.

Fred was about to peek between the boards when Dale yelled out, “Now boy!”  Fred immediately turned around and headed back to the milking station, while Celeste blew out a sign of relief.

“How the heck am I gonna git out of here without being seen?”  Celeste whispered to herself.  Dripping wet and still smelling like skunk, she waited it out until the men left to empty their buckets of milk.  Fast as lightening the country girl jumped on the moment to get the heck out of Dodge.  She slid between the opening nude while leaving her clothing behind, and ran for the little stream of water hidden in the woods.

No one saw the little girl run into the woods except her best friend Ghost.  The white quarter horse followed his buddy to her destination until he smelt the scent of skunk.  He quickly backed away and didn’t follow her anymore. Celeste was happy to reach the stream and scamper to rub mud all over her body even in her long curly hair.  Finally covered from head to toe she waited it out and let the mud dry.  After an hour passed she rolled in the stream of water to clean herself up, and then added more mud to her body and sat for another hour.  By the time she felt that she didn’t have the funk anymore she left the woods to return to get her last set of clothing in tack room.

Scouting out the best course to take to get to the tack room unseen was a chore in itself.  The little half-breed skillfully bounded to and fro to each hiding place.  Rushing and staying hidden the naked huntress became one with the land until she reached her final concealed destination.

There was no time to waste when she entered the tack room.  She went to her storage trunk and pulled out a pair of pants and a t-shirt.  She had finish pulling her pants up and buttoning them when she was scared stricken.  “Well Moo Moo, what do we have here?”  Celeste twirled around with eyes opened wide and saw Dale looking at her with drunken lust.

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“OH HELL NO!” Celeste screamed out while trying to back away.


It was the last day of school for Celeste when she woke up in the morning.  “Yahoo buckaroo!” She screamed out with glee to the sunlight out her bedroom window.  She quickly got up and decided to jump on top of her bed with happiness.  “Celeste are you up?”  Her mother called to her from the stairway.  “Yep I is, mama.”  Celeste replied in her southern tongue while taking a large leap off the bed and landed on the floor with a loud thump.

Like routine the little girl dressed herself and gathered her backpack, and then raced down the stairs to meet her parents for breakfast.  “Mornin’ y’all.”  The little girl spoke to her parents in a happy tone. “Thank ya kindly papa for doing my chores.  It sure is nice having you home.” Celeste pulled a chair out to sit upon and gave her father a smile that melted his heart.  Her mother served her a hard boil egg peeled with toast an a cup of tea. She quickly began to wolf down her breakfast with speed.  “Slow down little britches your gonna make yourself sick.”  Her father said in a concerned voice.

“I can’t papa, don’t want to miss my bus today and get myself into trouble.”  Her father watched his daughter shoved her breakfast into her mouth.  “Have you been gittin’ yourself into trouble at school these days girl?”  Celeste almost choked up her half chewed egg when her father asked her the question.  She didn’t want to answer him, so instead she briskly took a sip of her tea and grabbed her backpack ready to fly the coop.  “See ya later gator’s.”  Celeste kissed her father and mother and ran out the door to catch her bus.  She glorified in the peaceful stillness morning air while she hurried to get to the end of her driveway.

It was the best day Celeste could hope for not seeing Jimmy again when she arrived at school. Thankful he didn’t return, the time sped by and before she knew it, school was out for the summer at noon time. Rapidly, she gathered her school belongings and ran out to her waiting bus, only to stop dead in her tracks when she noticed Jimmy and his mother were waiting for her by the bus.

Scared out of her wits on how to handle the confrontation, she pulled up her pants and held her head high an approached her bus with dignity.  She could clearly see the swollen bruised lip and the missing spot of his tooth. Jimmy pointed his finger in her direction when he saw her approaching her bus.  If she thought Jimmy looked like an ugly circus character his mother was no different.  She too resembled her son; unfortunately, she was taller in height and fatter than a walrus with buck teeth and had a nasty aura that surrounded her body.

“That’s her mom right there see her?”  Jimmy balled out.  Celeste usually was shy, but not this time.  She approached the two with grace.  “How dare you knock out my son’s tooth. I will be talking with your parents and they will be paying for my son’s missing tooth you little half-breed heathen!”  Jimmy’s mom had both of her hands on her hips yelling at Celeste with all her might. She could see the mother’s fat jowls jiggle when she yelled at her.  The little girl took the tongue lashing without blinking an eye at her assaulter.  She was ready to explode her thoughts out to the crappy nasty family when her bus driver saved the day.

“Hey what’s going on here Mrs. Holt?”  Celeste’s bus driver came to her defense. “I can’t have you talking to our students like this woman.  Let me tell you something if no one has already, you’re son is a bully here on campus and probably deserved what he got by this young lady. So if you have a problem take it to the office, because I will not let you badger this young gal any longer.”  The bus driver stretched his hand out to Celeste and told her to get on the bus.  She quickly obeyed grateful to leave the scene behind.

“How dare you protect that creature.  She….”  The bus driver stopped her in mid sentence and fired back at her.  “I’m sure she has been talked to by the principal in this matter, so leave her alone.”  Mrs. Holt became red with anger in the face when she heard him scold her in front of her son.  “You’re no better than her right now and I will be damned if she gets away with this crime.”  Mrs. Holt screamed out at him.  “Well lady it’s the last day of school and I say let it be. Now if you don’t mind I am leaving, and hope you have a great summer.”  He turned on his heels and entered his bus and closed the doors.

Celeste breathe a sign of relief when he closed the bus door’s and proceeded to put the bus into gear.  He looked at Celeste in the front seat behind him with his big viewing mirror and gave her a wink with his eye. She smiled and kept her eyes on the floor of the bus until he dropped her off at her driveway.

“Thank ya sir, I appreciate your help but I hope I didn’t git you into trouble for defending me?”  Celeste lightly spoke to the bus driver.  “Awe, no worries little one.  I think he deserved it if you ask me.  What a brave young lady you are to handle this by yourself.  See ya next year girl and just to let you know, I needed my shorties ruffled up today!”  Celeste smile and ran off the bus the minute he opened the doors.

Life was great again as Celeste took off down her dirt driveway with speed.  When she got close to her home she saw two black and white wild kitten’s run across the driveway into a pile of tall weeds. She threw her backpack on the ground and was bound and determined to catch them. Slowly she scanned into the tall pile of weeds to see where they had hidden.  She could see the black spots huddle together, so she separated the tall weeds to get a better view and to her amazement they were not kitten’s, they were a pair of baby skunks!

Unable to react fast enough she was bombed with the stinky liquid they squirted out from their rear ends.  “OH HELL NO!”  Celeste screamed out while trying to back away.  Wrong move on her part for screaming out an opening her mouth.  The aim of the little skunks were true.  Their funk hit her square in the mouth and all over her clothing before she could back away any further.

Choice foul words echoed out of the little cowgirl’s mouth like poetry.  Spitting and gagging she tried to get her composure together from the invasion of stink and being fooled.  She watched the two vermin’s high tail it out of the weeds and run into the pasture in haste.

She sat down on the dirty ground and began to wail out to the calm heavens.  “Why me? Why don’t I think things through before I do something stupid! GRRRRRR……”  She roared out loud. Celeste was at her breaking point sitting on the ground in discuss when she heard a few sounds of giggles from children being carried out with the blowing wind that suddenly sprung to life.  She silenced her crying and listened.  For a few moments she sat on the dirt trying to fathom what she just heard while moving her head to and fro to see if anyone was hiding.  No one in sight, she finally came to the conclusion she was hearing things that were not there.

The wind softly caressed her tear stain stinky face into peacefulness.  Celeste suddenly felt her hairs on her back rise in unison with the creepy feeling she was experiencing. She stood up and bellowed out to the fading wind.  “So you think that was funny huh….well you ain’t seen nothin’ yet!”  The little country girl shook her fist at the blue skies and picked up her backpack and headed for the barn.  There was no way in hell she was going to enter her house smelling like a skunk!

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“My god girl, you sang that almost better than Patsy herself! In years to come daughter, you and I might make a good team!”

Taking a dip in the little water hole was just what the doctor ordered for Celeste. And as the little tomboy splashed around to clean her muddy body off she grabbed one of the bullfrog’s with speed and began to have a heart to heart chat with the jumping object. “Listen here Mister Frog, if I kiss ya will I turn into a frog? I don’t want to be a princess mind ya, but I sure in the heck don’t want to look like you?” The bullfrog tried to wiggle out of her grip, while Celeste investigated every spec of markings upon his slimy green body. Celeste softly put the frog on the edge of the rim and went under water one more time before getting out of the trough.

She left her dirty clothes on the ground and quickly headed into the barn nude for extra clean clothing to wear. Since she had a knack of getting dirty, she began to store clothing in the barn so her mother would never know what she had done. Eventually, she would throw the clothes away, hiding the evidence away from seeing eyes all together.

Dripping wet the little girl dried herself off with a dirty horse hair towel and put her dry clothing on. She went outside to get her cowboy boots she had left by the stinky pig pen and quickly put them on. And as she got up off the dirt ground she wiped her rear clean of dirt and began to take on her evening tasks on the farm in a clean fashion. When she completed her chores for the evening, she was ready to head back to the farm house to see if her parents were finished yelling at each other.

The minute she walked into her home the aroma of dinner filled her nostrils. “There ya are little one, I thought I might have to come out and find ya myself. Hey…you weren’t wearing those clothes when you left here?” Her father asked her. Celeste didn’t answer him she ran and gave her father a hug. “Oooo, weee child you stink? What the heck ya been doing, wallowing with the hogs?” Celeste’s body tensed up after hearing she stunk from her father. “I was doing my chores papa and fell in the mud when I was feeding Miss Prissy. I better go clean up before mama smells me.” She left his embrace and ran to the bathroom to clean up for dinner.

The evening was wonderful for Celeste to have her family eat a good dinner at the table. Conversation and laughter flowed with ease among the little family until her father asked her about school. “Well I am a thinkin’ papa you might not want to know.” Celeste took a spoonful of mashed potatoes to show her father she was not going to talk to him with her mouth full. He gave her an evil eye demanding her to tell him when she finished swallowing. Her mother saved her the embarrassment, while giving Celeste a wink with her eye. “She is doing fine, now let her eat before dinner gets cold.” Celeste smiled at her mother.

The rest of the evening went off without a hitch. Celeste sat on the floor by her father’s feet to listen to him serenade her with his guitar. At times she would jump in and sing the tune out loud, but found her voice cracked several times. They both laugh until her father changed the song and started to pick a Patsy Cline song. Celeste love the song “Crazy.” So in perfect harmony while her father picked and grin his guitar, she completed the duet with her father to perfection. “My god girl, you sang that almost better than Patsy herself! In years to come daughter, you and I might make a good team!”

Her mother entered the living room while wiping her hands to dry with the kitchen towel. “No I do not think so! One musician in the family is enough don’t you think?” She didn’t wait for a reply from her husband she quickly stated to Celeste. “Time for bed daughter, your last day of school is tomorrow and I don’t want you running late. Besides you only have a half a day, so you will be back home before you know it! Now off to bed.”

Celeste got up off the floor and kissed both her parents good night. She quickly climbed the stairs to her room and softly shut the door, and then went to her top dresser drawer where her clean underwear was folded neatly. With care she moved the undergarments away and saw her little baby mouse sleeping in the little box she placed him in. Blessed the little mouse was sleeping and had enough food, she closed the drawer and went to bed herself, happy as a beaver.

Merry Christmas one and all!



There’s more, much more to Christmas than candlelight and cheer; it’s the spirit of sweet friendships that brightens all year.  It’s thoughtfulness and kindness.  It’s hope reborn again, For Peace For Understanding, and for goodwill to men!  Happy Holidays my friends!

Kiss Kiss!~


“Eeekkk…Damn it pig, look what you have done!”


Celeste as a nine year old who did not have many human friends; due to changing many schools and different places to live, preferred the company of animals over humans any day.  Her heart was breaking in two knowing that her mother got rid of the precious liter of pups she raised.  Not only did she sell the pups, she sold their mother too.  Why didn’t she take her mother’s warning seriously earlier in the week as a sign she was going to sell them all one day?  

Unable to decide how to deal with her sadness when she passed the stinky pig pen by, she stopped dead in her tracks and smiled with thoughts of riding her favorite pig.  Quickly she took her shoes off, and with skill the little girl climbed over the wooden fence and stepped into the knee deep muck of yuck manure and mud.  Miss Prissy, the big sow had her rump facing towards Celeste as the little girl crawled over the fence.  The muddy pig was too busy digging her nose into the gooey substance when the little cowgirl jumped on her back and wrapped her long legs around the sow’s big belly.

“Git going you pig!”  Celeste barked out with glee.  When the sow did not move, the cowgirl grabbed the pig’s ears and twisted them into her strong grip, sending the pig forward in a fast pace movement to get the girl off her back. Bucking, kicking and squealing the sow ran around in the deep mud trying to unload the little girl off her back. Celeste held on for dear life while giggling with the thrill of riding by the seat of her pants. 

Nothing prepared Celeste when the sow finally ran out of breath.  The pig quickly laid her body down on the muddy surface and began to roll around.  Celeste jumped off the pig’s back in time; however she fell to her dirty doom planting her face into the yuck. “Eeekkk…Damn it pig, look what you have done!”  Celeste wasn’t mad, she laughed and picked herself up out of the mud while trying to clear the junk from her vision and mouth with her dirty stinky hands.  She slowly went over to the wooden fence and climbed over it to exit the muddy pen.

She knew the only way to get the mud off is to take a dip into the cow trough. With haste the tomboy began to strip off her dirty clothing while heading to the metal contained water hole. She put her dirty clothes on the ground and quickly jumped into the three feet deep water, sending the frogs to jump out of the water hole to sit on the three inch rim of the container while the little girl kicked and splashed with delight.  


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“How could ya’ mama? They were my friends.” She softly whimpered.


The basket that Celeste took to gather eggs were filled to the rim with fresh farm eggs.  She headed for the house while whistling for her pack of puppy friends to surface.  She wanted to share an egg with them, but they were nowhere in sight.  Whistling louder she looked around the ranch for any sign of them until she reached the front door to her home.

“I’m home!”  She announced out loud when walking into the house.  Her father came out of his bedroom with a huge smile upon his face.  She quickly put her basket of eggs on the table and ran into her father’s loving arms. “Papa I missed ya so much!”  Celeste said with excitement. “Ooo we child, you’re growing up!  Before ya’ know it girl ya’ will be taller than me.” He said in a heavy southern drawl while picking her up into his arms and hugging her deeply. 

As Celeste gave her father a happy face she quickly kissed his cheek.  “I’m glad you are home daddy.”  When she completed her sentence her mother came out of her bedroom with tears in her eyes. “Celeste please go back outside while I speak with your father some more.”  Celeste gave her father a inquisitive look. “Okay mama, but I think you two shouldn’t fight.  It’s not good for your health; besides daddy is a big boy now and shouldn’t be scolded.”  She gave her father a kiss on his cheek and then wiggled out of his strong bear hug. “Since when did you git so smart?”  Her father joked with her and tickled her lightly on the nose with his finger.

“Well papa, I am nine years old, and I do go to school for learning.”  Her father ruffled her long hair up at the crown of her head and said in a serious tone.  “Well git going outside you smart girl and I will see you for dinner.”  He gently hugged his daughter one more time and kissed her on the forehead.  When she turned to leave she asked her mother a question.  “Mama where are the pups?  I didn’t see them anywhere?”  

“Gone…I sold them all to a man who wanted the whole litter.”  Celeste was dumbfounded hearing her mother bark out her reply so quickly.  “How could ya’ mama?  They were my friends.”  She softly whimpered.  “Go Celeste!” Her mother stated firmly.  The little country girl walked away from her parents with her head down low.  The minute she shut the door she ran for the barn with tears in her eyes, and went to the tack room to clean her leather saddle, while worrying where her friends ended up.


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“Hi ya’ boy! Ready to get all gussy up?”


When Celeste arrived home after school was out, she noticed her father’s car was in the driveway.  The little girl ran home with joy in her heart while yelling out her papa’s name down her driveway.  She was ready to jump into his strong arms when she reached her home; however, her father did not hear her.  She came to a halt by the porch steps, and could hear her parents arguing with one another.  She smiled to hear her father’s southern drawl and curse words flowing out like music.  Not wanting to bother them in their heated discussion, she decided to go do her chores and then come back later to say hello.

She quickly threw her backpack on the ground and headed to the barn.  Her thoughts were on jumping into a huge hay mound they fed their milking cows with.  The stack of hay was situated in the middle of the massive barns floor.  She never tired of jumping and playing in the hay.

Each step the little tomboy took up the tall ladder brought her closer to the exhilaration feeling of flying in the air.   The minute her tiny feet touched the top of the floor, she took a deep breath and jumped off the high level with glee into the waiting pile of hay.  She giggled with joy as she watched the dust particles settle, all of a sudden she heard loud voices.  Staying quiet she covered herself with the hay so no one would see her.

“You better be careful Dale, they’ll find out that you are a pervert when you drink and have a record with the law.”  A male’s voice stated out with concern.  “Shit, if ya’ don’t keep your mouth shut, I won’t have a job any longer.  So shut your dab burn trap!”  Dale yelled at the other man. Celeste didn’t understand what the word pervert meant.  She scrunched up her brow in thought and then watched the men leave the barn.  When the coast was clear she quietly and quickly got the heck out of the hay stack and went to see her horse.

Celeste immediately looked around making sure the men did not see her.  Ghost was waiting for her in his stall when she arrived.  “Hi ya’ boy! Ready to get all gussy up.”  Lightly she touched her white gelding’s muzzle as she spoke softly to him and then kissed his nose.  Unlocking the door to his stall, she turned her back on the horse and went into her tack room and pulled out the horse’s grooming brush.

Ghost knew the routine, he opened the stall door with his muzzle and walked over willingly and stood still waiting to be groomed.  The minute she turned around she smiled with peace.  She loved this horse more than anyone in the world.  As she began to brush the beautiful gelding’s coat she spoke to him gently telling him about her awful day at school.

After she completed her task, she put the horse back into his stall forgetting to lock the door, and headed back to the house to see her father. When she arrived, she could still hear her parents fighting, so she decided to grab a basket and headed out towards the chicken coop to get the daily eggs.

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