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Days pass and at this point we’ve spent around five days with the family total not including weekends. I’m A Vinylaholic On The Road To Recovery Shirt needs to take Milly to the groomers so we offer to come along and we decide on Friday. Friday- the seventh day we’ve been with them. Usual walk, go back and sort the baby out and all, and then onto the bus. I sit at the back with Milly to keep her out of the way and after a few stops a tall man with a half unbuttoned shirt and filthy shorts gets on; he looks off but I ignore him. He stares at me and the dog intensely before laughing and saying “Don’t have a waif but has a dog. *weird laughing* must be English.. so sad. so, so, so sad”. I’m Irish. Remember my name- English fairy? And he was also obviously English with a heavy London accent.Milly passed away suddenly two days later from an undetected tumor on her kidney. This is exactly what killed by hamster, Boss, my soulmate and adored, on April 1st. So, so, sad…
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