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actually the black substance could be a stool.. ive seen some very underfed dogs before that died excrete that kind of looking substance.. it was the last vistage of waste in their system.. so it could be that.
it does look like the thing hadn't eaten much lately before its demise.. yet it looks like it was build for speed like a greyhound .. weight wise. the shorter legs you got me. the short jaw combined with the long snout.. hmm roots around in piles of something to eat? damn its strange..
yeah this should have a NSWE instead of a NSFW WE while eating heh
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