Jane always thought she was ten feet tall. I pitied the poor dogs who
thought to show her otherwise. She was a contradiction - a tough cookie
with a real soft spot for every person she met. In her young life she
was a stray. A tough "street kid" who was a little rough around the
edges. Her last eleven years were spent with me. I'll never forget you,
Jane. You were truly one of a kind.
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