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Ongoing, First published Mar 15, 2019
Dear Huck, is a diary to my dog that passed away a year ago. He was my best-friend, my son. I am making these Diaries public because I want to share to the world how strong a bond is with a dog&Human. 
I might of rescued him, but he rescued me. We been through everything together.  And telling him goodbye was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.
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