Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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June
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Tuesday, June 27, 2006
No, Sadie is Alive and Well and Miffed
Sadie: I never asked for a baby brother.
Tucker: Play with me. Chase me. Let me bite your tail.
Sadie: I have tried to ignore him. Did I ever suggest I did not like being an only child.
Tucker. Come on, Come on, I will keep barking in that very irritating high pitch tone until you play. Come on, what would one bounce do!! Pretend
Sadie: Have you noticed the very annoying high pitched bark?
Tucker: See I have your bone, come get me.
Sadie: Okay I have had enough of this brat. What did you expect? I had to jump on top of him, hold him down, growl at him in a vicious and very serious way. Puppies are just not smart enough to be ignored. You are not doing anything to keep him under control!!!!!
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