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One of My Dogs |
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One of My Dogs |
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My dog has died, just a few days ago. I loved him dearly, It 's weird without him, He was the color black, and if anyone tried to hurt me or any of my family members he would attack. He was so special, special to me. He had such soft fur. Everyone cried on the day he had died. |
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