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Old 03-03-2004, 04:22 PM   #1 (permalink)
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Do you remember your first puppy?

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Old 03-03-2004, 04:51 PM   #2 (permalink)
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Nikki, we got her when I was five, from a family member who was volunteering at an animal shelter. She needed a good home, she was a beagle mix, and very stubborn. Also not the brightest dog, but sweet, we loved her nevertheless. Sadly we put her to sleep a couple years ago. Now we have two cats.
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Old 03-03-2004, 04:53 PM   #3 (permalink)
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I got my 1st dog when I was just a little kid. His name was Puppy Trouble. I loved that dog! Too bad he ate my hamster. he was a good dog. Right up until he got hit by a car...
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Old 03-03-2004, 04:57 PM   #4 (permalink)
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A few months before I was born, my Dad went moose hunting with some friends. He didn't catch any moose (meese?), but he did come home with a part chocolate lab./part something else puppy which he named Moosie. I still have photos somewhere from when we were about 2-3 of her watching me while I slept. Apparently, she didn't like anyone but my parents going upstairs if I was sleeping. She was never the most energetic dog, but she would bounce off the walls when I came home from school. She never left my side when I was sick.
I was about 13 when she had to be put down. For the last year or so, her legs barely worked, and she could hardly see or hear. It hurt the whole family to see her like that, and we knew her time had come. I was old enough to understand this, but saying goodbye to her as my parents took her to the vet was the most painful thing I think I've ever done.
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Old 03-03-2004, 05:22 PM   #5 (permalink)
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Yeah, his name was Mac, he was a black lab/mutt. We got him around the time that I was born. He lived a reallly long and happy life but he died at the age of 16, and I remember bawling my eyes out for quite some time after that.

We HAD 2 dogs, but monday night they ran away and no one has seen them since. Buddy (dalmatian) and Jake (rottweiler). I hope they come home soon...
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Old 03-03-2004, 06:29 PM   #6 (permalink)
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My first puppy was Tiffani. A little white Bishon Frise. Most people think little white dogs are stupid rats. But I loved this dog. I remember running home that day from school. And in my parents room was this little white ball of fluff under the bed. Since then she's been with me until now when I moved away to college. I think of her everyday, and there isn't a day that goes by when I wish she was here. My parents always tell me she's not the same without me. She patiently waits by the door everyday until I come home...
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Old 03-03-2004, 06:58 PM   #7 (permalink)
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Sugar Baby, a St. Berand. I love that dog. A guy hit her, so she bit him, the fucking prick called the cops and the dog pound came and got her, I still remember they chasing her around the yard trying to catch her, cry my eyes out. They bastards even took her 10 puppies. Wish my dad would of been there maybe it would of been differnt, but he was out of town for a business meeting. This was about 20 years ago, and I still get sad thinking about. I love my Sugar Baby.
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Old 03-03-2004, 07:20 PM   #8 (permalink)
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Gizmo was the mixed spaniel that my family owned when I was born. He ruled the neighborhood. He fathered more litters, killed more rodents, chased more salesman, and loved more children than any dog ever! My older brother told me a story about a fight Gizmo had with an Army trained German Shepherd... nearly killed it. Lot of heart for a little spaniel. You can't have a pet like that anymore. No dog could hope to live up to that legacy.
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Old 03-03-2004, 07:20 PM   #9 (permalink)
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Our first dog was more of a momma's dog, but my OWN first puppy was for christmas when I was 12. His name was Samson or Sammy as I called him, and he was a tan cocker spaniel. That dog never left my side, and wouldn't eat when I left on trips over the summer. That guy chewed through just about everything in the puppy stage, including live wires and cords, and never got any shocks at all. He passed away three years ago in May.
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Old 03-03-2004, 07:38 PM   #10 (permalink)
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Spock the Dog.

My parents got him about a month before I was born...so I never knew a day when I didn't know this dog until I was almost 16 years old. He was a German Shepherd/Collie mix, and was the most loyal animal I've ever known. He used to walk me to and from the bus every afternoon. It was like he knew that was his job...in fact, I really think he held onto life for as long as he did because he felt like he had a job to do. If that makes any sense. In the final days of his life, he was blind and partially deaf, and he relied on his sense of smell for almost everything. I remember going to feed him one evening...he lived in the garage at that point, and couldn't really leave. I put his food on the ground as I did every night, and he smelt his way around to find it...at the same time, our greedy cat, who I had just fed, raced over to eat Spock's food. I remember LAUNCHING that cat across the garage. I was so upset about that. My protector, my guardian, my childhood friend was in the twighlight of his life, and couldn't even see his food, and that fat, lazy cat tried to get his meal. After I threw the cat across the garage, I think he got the point. Spock died in February of 2000, a full 16 years after he was born. Rest in peace, old friend.
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Old 03-03-2004, 07:45 PM   #11 (permalink)
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Well, i don't remember him as a puppy, but he was a Sheltie we named Bearry.

We got him when i was about 3 months old. we finally put him to sleep this summer, at the age of 18. He was my best friend, my brother, my confidante. He still retained his sheep-herding instincts, and we were his herd. He used to walk around every night to check that we were all in bed, before hitting the sack himself. If we were playing too rough, he'd nip at our heels to get us back in to order. Near the end, he slept 20 hours a day and we had to carry him up to bed. And he stunk. But we never minded. I don't remember ever NOT having him.

God, do i miss him.
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Old 03-03-2004, 07:46 PM   #12 (permalink)
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My first puppy was Pele. Found him at the Humane Society with a full litter of what were called "German Shephard Mixes" that were supposed to grow to be 60-70 pounds. He grew to be 120 pounds, and we decided he was part malamute, german shepard, chow, and just about any big dog variety you can imagine.

He was a big bundle of love though. I talked to him like a friend. When I'd get into arguments with my parents I'd go on long long all night walks with him around town, and find building corners, or park benches on hills overlooking town to curl up with him and cry. When I was 15 and he was 3 he started losing muscle-mass rapidly. We finally found out he had Adkinson's disease, and that there was a medication that would keep him from losing more weight, but because of his size would cost $200+ a month to sustain him, and he'd never get that muscle mass back that he had lost. So, we decided it would be better for him to not suffer anymore.

I still remember that last day I saw him, and just talking about it makes me tear up and want to start crying my heart out. My whole family had shown up, and he literally had no muscle left, unable to pick himself up. I showed up and hugged him for who knows how long, and when the vet said I had to leave he forced himself up out of the vet's grasp, and tried pushing himself through the door to get to me.

I now have an adorable, defensive yet friendly Rottweiler/Blue Heeler mix who is about 2 years old, and I talk to him as a friend, but he's rambunctious, and doesn't like to lay close like Pele used to. He just wants to play play play.
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Old 03-03-2004, 11:19 PM   #13 (permalink)
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I didn't have a "first puppy" but when I was smaller we had a dog since I was born. I guess I never really thought about him much but I do remember the day he died, which was I believe when I was 6. One morning I wake up and really its more of a blur now but I do know he got hit by a car and the vet came to our house. Basically they had to put him down and I never even got to say goodbye and it was already to late.
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Old 03-04-2004, 07:39 PM   #14 (permalink)
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Judd. He went quickly one night. My sister told me he was acting weird. Then I went out with friends and he got taken to the vet the same night, died at the vet overnight, I never saw him again. I still feel guilty about that.
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Old 03-05-2004, 02:07 AM   #15 (permalink)
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My first pet were actually two dogs, from the same litter. I was 8 and named them Rocky and Bullwinkle. They were Poodle/ Shitzu crosses and sadly, two of the dumbest dogs I've ever met.

Once, when we were renovating our house, we caught them eating the insulation that goes in the walls. Apparently this cut up their digestive system really bad. I still remember how scared I was to lose them.

Eventually, we had to give them up as I turned out to not be as responsible as I thought I would be when it came to looking after two dogs. Plus there was a newborn baby that we didn't think the dogs would interact well with. I remember saying good-bye to them before taking them to the animal shelter. The seriousness of the situation never struck me at the time but days later I realized I'd never see them again. I still think about them from time to time.
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Old 03-05-2004, 04:30 PM   #16 (permalink)
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My first puppy is still my puppy, though she's coming up on 10 years old now... she's too cute.
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Old 03-05-2004, 05:49 PM   #17 (permalink)
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I wasn't really all that attached to my first puppy, which is kind of sad... but he was mostly an outside dog, and not all that affectionate.

My second puppy, though...aww. She was my stepdad's puppy first, but when he and my mom got married, I adopted her as my own. She slept in my bed every other night for over half my life (my brother and I had to "take turns")...she kept me company when I was sick, listened intently when I sang to her, comforted me when I was sad...and she was so good-tempered. My mom ran sort of a mini daycare service, and she was great with the kids. When one in particular was learning to walk, he fell on her a couple times, but she just looked at him and licked his hand.

My parents are divorced, so we'd go to my dad's every other weekend. She always waited for us to come home on Sunday night, looking out the window until she saw his car, then jumped down and ran to the door. She hated long weekends (when we were gone until Monday night) and the two weeks we were gone in the summer...Mom told us she moped around and pouted almost the entire time.

I got a call back in September...they had to put her to sleep. She was 14, and in pretty bad shape. I felt so bad that I wasn't there with her when she went under.

Thinking about her strange "habits" always makes me smile though...she loved pancakes...she could open wrapped presents (she'd rip the paper with her teeth, then spit it out...I've never seen another dog do that)...the way she'd shake and bark at us if we were yelling at each other...

Wow, I miss her...my parents also have three labs, and they're great, but nothing like Polly was.
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Old 03-05-2004, 05:59 PM   #18 (permalink)
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Cricket was a Shih Tzu. She was fun, but I think I have more of a bond with my yorkie, Bonnie Sue though. its sad though because she is blind. Damn genetics
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Old 03-05-2004, 06:00 PM   #19 (permalink)
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Mine was Dot. She passed away from old age. Played with her quite a lot and woke up to her on my feet. Miss her.
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Old 03-05-2004, 07:03 PM   #20 (permalink)
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yes, it was a heinz variety, little black curly haired thing I called smokey. I guess I was like 5...I loved him a lot. my mom hated him. one day he was gone. I looked and looked and searched for him all the way up to the railroad tracks. When I returned and said I couldn't find him, my parents acted guilty. I knew I knew they were lying about him getting "lost"

I learned a lot about life that day...
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Old 03-05-2004, 09:28 PM   #21 (permalink)
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My first puppy was a golden retriever, named Jella. She was damn smart, and arrogant. Every time she met another dog, the other dog had to be submissive or she'd open a can of whoop-ass. Damn, she was the best. She was very protective of me, and made me feel safe when I took her for walks at night. Her coat was soft and warm to hug and cry against when the teenage angst rocked the boat of life.

Good times, but a dog like that comes a man's way once in a lifetime.
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Old 03-07-2004, 05:33 PM   #22 (permalink)
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Yep, I remember him very well. No kidding, his name was Worthless. Dad tells me he was named that because he was a stray and didn't cost us anything, so his worth was nothing. Mom tells me dad wasn't big on having a pet dog at the time and kept calling him worthless.

Whichever one's true is fine with me, 'cuz that was one hell of a dog.
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Old 03-07-2004, 06:03 PM   #23 (permalink)
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I never had a first puppy
Always wanted one, parents never gave in.

My first goldfish was named frankenstein!

When I graduate college here I do plan on getting a german shepherd ...
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Old 03-08-2004, 06:42 PM   #24 (permalink)
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All very good First Puppy stories...
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Old 03-08-2004, 07:05 PM   #25 (permalink)
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Spot. He was all black... no spots. He was a strange little thing. He would come and knock you down by hitting you in the back of the knee... take your socks off and eat them.

I don't know what happen to him. I'm guessing we put him to sleep or something. I was young.
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Old 03-08-2004, 07:15 PM   #26 (permalink)
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My first puppy was a Brittany Spaniel named Corky. He was cream with brown blotches all over and had tons of energy as most puppies do. We didn't keep him for long. We discovered that my Dad was severely allergic to the oils in a water dog's coat. That and he wouldn't quite humping our legs. Come to find out later when we sold him that the guy who bought him had that problem permanantly. The dog wouldn't go out in the field without stopping to hump something. Eventually the guy got him fixed and he still didn't quit. He was a purebred and supposed to be good for show. His parents were mother and son and I think that's where his brain got it's wires crossed.

Our second dog was actually much nicer - got her from the humane society at 3 yrs old or so. A tiny 7lb toy poodle who needed a lot of lovin when we found her and gave a lot of lovin' back until her last day - Last summer when she was 19 years old. That dog would come and lay with you when you were sick and wouldn't leave to even eat hardly until you were better. Daisy was a great loyal dog.
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Old 03-08-2004, 08:30 PM   #27 (permalink)
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I got my first puppy 2 years ago, and now my wife is taking him in the divorce. I spent more time with the dog than she had. Rips my heart out having to leave him. His name is Doc; he’s a miniature poodle. Why is he named Doc? When my wife and I went to pick him out from a young litter, he came up to me and started gnawing on the hell of my shoe (Dr. Martens). He has the most amazing demeanor. Unlike most poodles who are extremely attached to their master so much that they have trouble socializing with any other person or dog for that matter. Instead my dog is spectacular, so very friendly and loving, at this point probably more so than my wife. Sorry I tried really hard not to gripe about loosing the dog in the divorce but I couldn’t do it.
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Old 03-09-2004, 07:08 AM   #28 (permalink)
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Mine wasn't much of a puppy .. it was my first dog I will always remember. Wasn't really mine either. Mom told me back then that she wound up giving him away to some farm because he was a big dog and very protective. Wouldn't let the mail lady deliever mail. But in the time we had the him he was my dog.

Someone had beat him and he was a stray our neighbor found and brought home. But he didn't stay there and wound up under my dads car. No-one in the family could get him to come out. I think I was like in kindergarten at the time... reached under the car. Took the dog by his front paws and pulled him out. His breath smelled like soap so I named him Soapy and after that he was my best friend. Golden Retreiver. Knew when I got out of school and was there to greet me everyday and walk me home. Walked me to school. He was the coolest and smartest dog. Wouldn't let no-one but mom and I close to him. I knew the day he didn't show up at school that something was wrong. I think we must have had him for a good month it seemed.

Found out later that mom hadn't found a farm for him at all but had called the pound to pick him up. Altho the pound had mentioned to her they knew someone who lived on a farm that may have been interested in him. Altho he wouldn't let no-one come to the door. That part was true. She didn't want to tell me thet truth as she didn't want my feelings hurt at the time and knew I wouldn't at that age I wouldn't understand. I think she lied more to protect herself from having to tell the truth and the hurt she would have had to deal with at the time. I don't hold grudge about it tho. As an adult with kids now I understand her position. Sometimes trying to tell your kids things because it's for the best isn't always such an easy task to have to do.
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Old 03-09-2004, 07:52 AM   #29 (permalink)
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My first dog was named Maggie. I was taking care of my neighbor's dogs across the street and she followed me up onto their porch. I was in the house for awhile and I came out and she was still sitting there on the porch. I think she knew she was going to have a good thing going. She was a black part pocker part something big because she wasn't as dumb as the usual cockers and athletic as hell. She could scale up a six foot privacy fence. Eat a car cover. Catch a frisbee. Chase after a tennis ball unitl you couldn't throw it anymore. She lived a good life until age and the resulting health problems caught up with her a couple of years ago. She was always there to make me feel better. She was a very good dog.
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Old 03-09-2004, 12:43 PM   #30 (permalink)
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When I was three we got a mutt puppy. It was my first clear memory. My sister was learning how to read and was reading Green Eggs and Ham so she named the dog Sam after Sam-I-Am. He was a great dog, it was one of the toughest days of my life when we had to put him to sleep when I was sixteen.
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Old 03-09-2004, 01:10 PM   #31 (permalink)
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his name was jake and he was a doberman, i was like five or six, we got him as a puppy, but within like a year and a half he outgrew both me and my older brother. He was alot of fun for us, but not for our single mother. He tore up the backyard relentlessly, and was just to much for my mom so we ended up giving him to people who had a farm and alot more space for him to tear it up. I miss that dog, though i suppose he is dead now, because that was twenty-two years ago.

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Old 03-09-2004, 01:18 PM   #32 (permalink)
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My parents had a dog when I was born- he wasn't that old though, maybe 3? He was a miniature schnauzer named Champ. My first actual puppy was when I was in seventh or eighth grade. She's a bichon frise named Daisy. She's small, white, fluffy and annoying.
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Old 03-09-2004, 02:05 PM   #33 (permalink)
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We got my first puppy when I was in Grade 8. His name was Sam and he was a Cocker Spaniel Miniature Poodle Cross.

I loved that dog. He was quite smart and easily trained.

One night I let him outside and went back in to watch TV while he did his business. I forgot to check on him and he was hit by a car and killed... I was/am crushed with guilt.
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Old 03-09-2004, 02:47 PM   #34 (permalink)
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Old 03-09-2004, 04:50 PM   #35 (permalink)
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the first one i remember was long, brown, pretty solid, had little pieces of corn in it and had a horrible odor.
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Old 03-09-2004, 04:51 PM   #36 (permalink)
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Old 03-09-2004, 10:21 PM   #37 (permalink)
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My first (and only so far) puppy was a yellow lab whose name was Daisy Mae. She died at age 6 of kidney failure

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Old 03-09-2004, 11:07 PM   #38 (permalink)
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Daisy Mae is such a cute puppy with her Santa hat! I'm glad someone finally put a picture of their dog up. When I was 10, the neighbor boy and I found a stray dog. You could tell she had just had puppies because her tits practically hung to the ground for the first month or so that she hung around, but we never found where she hid her pups. We named her Blue because she was a black dog with one brown eye and one bright blue eye! Unfortunately, the grumpy old couple that lived down the road from us didn't like the idea of having the stray around (and stay around she did since we fed her scraps at every opportunity) and they called the pound to come get her one day while we were at school. We never saw Blue again and we never did find her puppies so nobody in our neighborhood knows if they survived or not.
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