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| Tuesday, 12 August 2008 | |
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I went to pick up Dad from having dinner with my sister Susan earlier this evening. When I was walking out the door, my little dog Lola snuck behind me and hopped in the car. She was so excited on the way to meet Dad! The petting machine was coming home! On the way home, she was wagging her tail and licking him and rolling all over his lap. "I brought your favorite girl." I announced. "You are my favorite girl." Dad corrected. Awwwww. |
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