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September 22, 2005


Kat...over the sea

I hate that kind of thing - my darling dogs are most precious to me as well, and I am a tyrant when they get hurt. At least we have now found a boarding place that loves them and even though they only go once a year, they get absolutely smothered in love and they are remembered by name!

Now thats a boarding place. :)

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