It was the last of the snow in Sylvania and the boys were still outside having fun.
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| "Boys, you better come in, you'll catch a cold!" |
But maybe they had been playing out a little too long. Michael wasn't feeling well at all.
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| "Now now little one. I think we'll have to make a trip to the country clinic to see Dr Nettlefeild" |
So Mrs Beaver wrapped them up tight and took them to Sylvania's Country Clinic for a check up.



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