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MAY 2002
By Cathy Hurley, M.D.
mom gives me eight pills a day. I don't make a fuss. she is helping me. the pills taste good cause they come with peanut butter. my hair is growing. I've itched all my life. now, I'm OK, but Ozzie itches. flea. funny!
Cairn souls never die. we live on in those who love us. makes us happy. I am a hunter of vermin. they call me the critter gitter.
JUNE
play bow. Cairn eyes laugh and flash. tail wags. happy dance. roodle, roodle, roo!
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