Musings of the Dog Obsessed

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My faithful companion. Henry is there every step of the way! 
It has been a rough semester with tons of reading and writing and moving two times and changing jobs and car troubles...I really don't know how we made it. But I am so glad that finals are over and summer is just around the corner! What's next?? 

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