Aggie died on Friday night. She was a great dog. I'm not feeling up to writing very much about her right now. I spent so much of almost every day of the last 11 plus years with her. She was a pleasure to live with, interestingly quirky and moderately obsessive, but also really loved a good cuddle.
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What a smart, kind, compelling face. My mom had eyes of different colors -- I think it's the mark of a very special soul. It broke my heart to read about her coming whenever you coughed, knowing how hard that memory will be. So sorry for your loss, Bruno.
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