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I've, thankfully, only lost two.
Max was the first dog I ever lived with, a black and white Springer. We adopted him from my mother's coworker, who just "didn't have time for him", at age 10. He lived to be 15 or so. ![]() The second was Lucky. She was MY first dog. Some sort of BC x was always my guess. We only had her for about a year - Mom left the door open and off she went, and got hit by a car.
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