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Goodbye to you, my trusted friend …‘We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun’May 27, 2012We were inseparable for years. So it was expected that now flying solo I would be asked time and again, “Hey, where’s Sabre? Where’s your dog?” “He got old on me. He died.... No comments posted for this article.
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