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My lifeboat washed up on the enchanted island where all lost dogs go. I found my neighbour’s husky and my grandma’s old pug and I can hear my childhood basset hound barking somewhere in the distance. I promise to bring news of their whereabouts when I return home, but first there are tummies to rub and naps to share and who am I kidding? I’m already home.
Short story written by Peter Chiykowski
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