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This morning we ran errands. We found that if we take Murphy the dog with us when we’re out, she doesn’t seems to mind that her bad owners don’t walk her as much as we should. She likes to sit in the back with the bench seat folded into a bed and look out the windows. We left at noon. It’s now eight thirty and she will not get out of the van. I keep going out there every hour or so and trying to make her come in, or at least go pee. Andy even tried to carry her in with no luck.
If she pees in there, she’s getting the “death shot”.
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