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  <title>MrsBrown's philosophy of life and stuff</title>
  <subtitle>more stuff than life</subtitle>
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    <name>mrsbrown</name>
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  <updated>2010-01-08T13:17:19Z</updated>
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    <title>Who'd have thunk?</title>
    <published>2010-01-08T13:17:19Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-08T13:17:19Z</updated>
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    <dw:music>Rose singing a request for food</dw:music>
    <dw:mood>sad</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">Rose just asked me if her dog was still at the Vet's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I&amp;nbsp;explained that we took her there so the vet would put her to sleep and then she'd died and been buried, Rose burst into tears and talked about how she wanted her dog back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=mrsbrown&amp;ditemid=244373" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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