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attackfishWhen I was a little kid, I used to stay over at my grandmother's house a lot, and when I was there, I would sleep wrapped up in one of my mother's nightgowns, because it smelled like her, and when I was at home, I would sleep wrapped up in one of my grandmother's nightgowns, because it smelled like her. Right now, Suzie, my mother's Maltese is sleeping in my room while we find a home for Daisy (who has started hunting the other dogs. It's not normal aggression. She actually goes after them like they're rabbits and she wants to eat them. But she's a wonderful, sweet, loving dog as long as there are no other animals or small children around.) She's been wrapping herself up at night in my mother's nightgown that I brought upstairs for her. And that's when it hit me, I was raised by wolves, little fuzzy, adorable wolves.
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