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When I was a freshman in high school, my younger brother brought home a small, black slobbery puppy.
We didn’t have a dog growing up, so his pleas must have resonated with our parents, not wanting to hear 10 years later we were robbed of precious childhood memories of the quintessential family dog. So they caved and let her become part of the family.
A little less than 14 years later, this past Saturday, surrounded by her favorite people and a few tennis balls, Sadie, our family dog, died.
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