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She walked through the house, a woman in faded pink robe. Her short cherry brown hair still messy from failed attempts to sleep while she slowly opens her eyes once at her destination, the kitchen, to check the time. On the oven read "5 am", she sighed with a mixture of annoyance and worry. Though early, a couple frogs could be heard croaking outside on the window sill, a common sight for the couple as they choose to live in a more isolated home than normal. As she smiled at the small critters, she stretched causing her back to pop three or four times before opening a cabinet and grabbing some extra strength generic ibuprofen. Next she grabbed a glass from the cabinet just over the sink and filled it. Finally she took both the bottle and water, returning back the way she came. As she walked back, she saw a familiar sight on the ground by her door. Lucas, their pet pelvis, was asleep in a small dog bed. While to most this would seem rather strange, morbid, and even ethically