Stirling says, "Welcome to my backyard! So glad you could stop by and see the pretty flowers."

"See the Sweet Williams? I buried a bone under there the other day. Shh! I don't want the neighbor's dog to find it!"

"And see the pretty roses? I get to smell them after I go sailing off the steps as I rush to the fence to say hello to the passing kids and doggies in the alleyway. They also provide an excellent plant under which to bury bones."

"Thank you for visiting the backyard. Please come again-- I will gladly play with you and my ball. In the meantime, I will survey the lay of the land... and be on the lookout for more places to bury my bones."
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