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Called my father today (bastard), provoked by a conversation with mom's friend in Russia, just to tell him I was leaving in 34 days. After about 5 minutes of uncomfortable exchange of words ask him how the dog is (she had been sick earlier, water bubble type thing on her stomache), he tells me she died. SOMETIME AROUND NEW YEARS! Didn't bother to
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