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All day I've had this sickening feeling that Molly was dead. It's strange when you get this little voice in your head telling you something and you know deep down that its not just imagination. I got 3 voicemails on my phone and I have been too afraid to listen to them until I got home from the concert because I knew what it was going to say. I just listened to them and it was true. Molly will be put down this weekend. I'm going to have to go say good-bye to her tomorrow.