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"1:03 AM. Our camera caught Buddy sleeping with something that isn't even his... It's one of our son's old t-shirts, forgotten in the laundry pile weeks ago. We found Buddy curled around it on the couch, paw draped over it like he was protecting it. He sleeps with it...

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