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Tuesday, June 05, 2007

I half expected Mico, our small guard dog, to greet me after I opened the gate when I got home as was his custom. All I got was Tommy barking his welcome from inside the house while I saw his metal dog dish in the distance undisturbed.

This will be my last post about this depressing stuff.

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