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June 22, 2007



Oh, Rosa, what a tough day!
Our Sam eats bad things with some frequency. We've learned that a day at the vet getting IV fluids usually moves things along, since he prefers textile snacks. Don't forget that possibility if this should happen again.
How old is Boo?

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