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Sometimes I wish I didn't have a tongue. I was talking to an acquaintance/neighbor walking her dog. We have talked numerous occasions and her husband works with my mother's cousin.
Anyway, I was out there because I was trying to catch another neighbor's dog and we were talking about how dangerous it is for animals who get out. I told her the story of how 10-yrs-old was a bad year for me because "my little life was undone twice" when my mother married her second husband and my grandmother married as well and how my grandmother's dog (really my dog) ended up with my aunt and, in fairly short order, ended up getting out and getting run over.
I'm feeling horrible because I didn't want to put my mother in a bad light. I just meant the new stepparent and a move were difficult and so was losing the dog.
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