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.......she loved her puppy. They had such wonderful times together. Playing in the yard, running around in the park.... They were sole mates..... One morning the girl awken to a loud crash on the door. She arose from her stuper, still feeling the effects from last night. Walk towards the sound she had heard only moments earlier.. To her awe as she peared into the doorway she saw.........
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