Sirius, my son's dog, died on the 10th. I was gutted that day. I'd already had a couple tough phone calls come in while I wasn't fully awake nor fully cognizant, missed one from the Mercy Clinic (who STILL hasn't called me back from that return call, and I'll have to call again). Then, after the most vexing call by a half hour to an hour Sirius had
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