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I Miss You
November 4, 2008
I had a mouse named Snow. Yes, a mouse. He had long outlived his life span, and I loved him SO much. He and the cat were best buds, so it was very abnormal, but we all loved him. One day I was walking out to the patio to ask my mom a question. On the way out I peeked in Snow's cage. He was lying on his side with a glassy look in his eyes, and he was all limp. I knew. I burst into tears and ran to get my mom. She came in, picked him up, and we buried him in the backyard. I still miss him.
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