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Atticus
Jun 15, 2021

We had to have Atticus put to sleep yesterday. I met him when he was 2-3 years old, adopting him from the Richmond SPCA. At the SPCA, I walked down the long aisle and near the end was this lump of black fur, curled up and facing away from the front of his enclosure. I tapped lightly on the fencing and he lifted his head and looked over his shoulder at me, slowly standing up and walking over to me.

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