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      <title>The Dog Who Chose Me</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;The day Squeaker chose me, I was in pain.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;It was 2015. My mom was riding with the mother of one of her friends when they saw a tiny puppy walking down the middle&#xA;of the road, trailing a broken leash with a duct-taped collar. My mom didn&amp;rsquo;t want to stop. Her friend&amp;rsquo;s mother insisted.&#xA;They picked him up.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;The other woman already had little dogs. We didn&amp;rsquo;t have many animals and didn&amp;rsquo;t want more, so my mom assumed the woman&#xA;would take him home. Instead, when they got to our house, her friend&amp;rsquo;s mother brought him inside and left him there. She&#xA;was done with the story after that.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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