This is the Friends of History Debating Society. I'm John Batchel with Jeremy Zackas in New South Wales.

The day the earth caught fire, Jeremy Zakis, we're approaching 100 degrees. Red-belly black snakes trying to get under the door.

I'm not trying. They will. If Jeremy lets down his guard, they will be there. It's going to be 100 degrees. Red-belly black snakes want to survive.

Then they're the eastern browns that can also turn themselves into paper thin and get under a door jam.

And the Beersnake teams are gathering. However, all of this is shoved aside because of the fable of Dallas and the magpie family.

When last we left our hero, a 10-year-old spoodle, Dallas, he had acquired a magpie family

and was very clear that the crows were not invited.

A sparrow came by, he treated him politely, gentlemanly.

But the magpies are favorite, and they know it.

They're aware that this is their spoodle.

And so we come to Jeremy Zakis, coming home a little early, not usual, in the heat wave, and finding Dallas asleep.

Jeremy, what happens next?

Well, John, I was home early and Dallas looked so peaceful outside. So I figured I'd let him just sleep outside and, you know,

just let him be. I wasn't going to wake him from his slumber. And needless to say,

home early, I started cleaning up the house of it just to do the good domestic thing.

But as I was watching outside,

I suddenly noticed that Dallas's regular magfights landed on the lawn, which I didn't think much

of it. And I was half expecting to see if Dallas raised his head to acknowledge them. And he probably

would have put it back down again and gone straight back to sleep. But the interesting thing was

he didn't. He continued sleeping. He could actually see he was in a deep sleep.

His chest was going up and down slowly.

He looked like he was absolutely comfortable

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