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Coming Out of my Depression

I haven’t felt like writing for a while because I was depressed after Paunnie died. But Tuckler has been coming over every day, and Mommis has been brushing me and talking to me a lot, and I am feeling more like my puppyself. In fact, Mommis went to the gym yesterday and me and Tuckler got into a fight over a box of #10 envelopes. Not the envelopes, which we left in a pile on the floor, but the box. We had a tug of war with it. I think I won. Then I left Tuckler around the evidence so he’d get in trouble and not me.

Mommis wasn’t very mad. I thought the box was the good part, but Mommis likes the envelopes better.

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