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“As if sensing the hostile turn of the conversation, Max barked and jumped on his hind legs. A gift from her cousin Layla at a very down time in her life, her Westie wasn't just a pet; he was an emotional support dog who knew just when she needed him.”

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Book:The Dating Plan

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