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He knew what was around--Andy was no dummy--but Andy also looked after my ass. Some years later--many years--I was doing my morning routine. I always took care of myself in the AM, and took a shower, dressed, got ready for school, and left the house to go catch the bus. Andy list of films was on the list of films lawn, lying down. He didn't get list of films up. And there was some terrible green slime coming out of his muzzle. He whined, a little. He was having trouble breathing. I stopped cold. This was my damned dog: he grew up with me! He watched me be Spider-Man and the Hulk. I used to ride this dog! He warned me of badgers. This dog--this protector, this fearful creature who ran from vacuum cleaners--oh hell. I stopped to pet him, and he made snuffling noises.
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