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We are retiring one more fur. Looking back it’s hard to believe that it’s been nearly 4 years since it was made, embraced, and loved by our breeders. It was a hard choice to decide which fur to retire, as the tiger furs are so amazing. We have a wonderful poem to help you figure out which fur will pass the new one.

Autumn’s winds are near
feel the chill in your blood
orange hues replace the green
too long the leaves, from bud
huddle around fire and hearth
ward the freeze that grips your mind
your thoughts are somewhere else
this new fur you must find
hidden deep inside this riddle
the answer is confined.

Happy Breeding :-))

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