I can't sleep because I'm throwing up. No one's awake, so I'm lonely. Even Chauncy isn't accompanying me to the bathroom. He usually does. But he's beat I guess. The life of a dog is rough. Throwing up hurts really bad now. Worse than it used to. It feels like I'm being stabbed everywhere. It's horrible. And God it burns. I'm going to
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Thank you.
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