One of my erstwhile flatmates is missing:
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oh no! |
As much as I don't miss Tina peeing in my laundry basket when she really felt I ought to have been paying more attention to her, I was very saddened to learn that she is lost. It's been more than a week. Yarden, Tina's BFF, is heartbroken, so I'm holding out hope that Tina planned a short vacay from the neighbourhood and will BRB. But, I have two nagging thoughts: (1) construction sites abound near the house right now with no shortage of places where a little dog could meet a nefarious end; and (2) Tina is a seriously elderly pensioner and she might just have left home for the final journey.
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