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The
following story was told to me by my father. It's a story of his first
pet. He tells the story quite fondly, even though the ending is pretty
sad. Please keep in mind, that my father's family was very poor and times
were hard. So grab a box of kleenexes and observe the story of Chickadee.
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Here's to Chickadee...a faithful pet who took care of my dad in life and death...or something like that. |