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An ode to Lyka

For anyone who's ever had a family member as lovable as our beloved lab...

Monday, September 24, 2007

This is years later but if Lyka couldn't be found pottering around the yard or sleeping somewhere in the house, you knew she was in the kitchen hoping something would come her way.
Posted by M at 9:33 PM

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