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In our driveway during the Storm of the Century, 1993. She loved snow. |
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Wearing her cute cone after her throat surgery. |
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Enjoying the cabin. |
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The happy girl we knew and loved. |
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Right before she died. A miserable time for her and us. |
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Goodbye Sydney. I think about you every day. |
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