
And the winner is: Wendel, the wish he could wag Weimaraner. By an overwhelming margin, less a few hanging chads, you all have dubbed my arcane companion. Only now can we begin to know what makes him tick, what happened to his nether regions, and why he wears a dress. Maybe he is the victim of a sex-change operation gone awry. Maybe he is not a he at all. Oh, the questions...
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