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Now, today's first story comes from the Ami the arseaw here.

So reddit does have several updates attached to it.

It's from as gay as the day, Monday, and says,

Am I being the asshole for not trust in my boyfriend anymore after he lied to me?

It starts off by randomly saying, my dog is a little shit. I female 35 love the bugger, but my

goodness. Last week, she got out the backyard while I was busy cooking my boyfriend's dinner

for his birthday. My boyfriend, Mike, male 40, let the dog out during this time and didn't

stay out with the digging assort. When I went to call

her back, she was nowhere to be found. I live in an active city and on an active road and I

naturally was worried about her, but my boyfriend said she should be fine, as we are well known

in the neighborhood for our clockwork walks and someone will see her and bring her back. I went out to look for her

anyway but couldn't find her. I didn't find her for 48 hours and I was crying from the stress.

She's been my dog for seven years and I know it sounds odd to some but she's my girl, my bestie

and I love the shit out of her. I would sob worrying she was injured or worse on

the side of the road. Boyfriend said he tried to track the microchip but for some reason it

wouldn't work and a leash had a tag on it with her location but boyfriend didn't put it on her

because as he explained she was just going outside. Have a new neighbor, a female 30-something, Josie, and turned out she had my dog.

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