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Midnight
Summer 1987 - August 1998
Midnight was so many things to me--my baby, my mother, my sister, and my best friend. We got her when I was seven years old, and from that moment, everyone fell in love with her. She was the queen of our household, but no one minded, because her particular matriarchal style was full of love--and allowed no questions. ;-)
She died at the relatively young age of 11, on the day I left for college. I've long thought that she knew that one reason it was hard for me to leave home was because I didn't want to leave her, so she left first, to force me to go on and leave the nest as I should.
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