smy0527
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So I am walking across the kitchen floor and, klutz that I am, I trip over the dog bed (like a newf bed isn't big enough) and land sprawled on the floor. Next thing I know I have the newf ambulance over me, Dr. Sophie is taking my pulse by putting my arm in her mouth while nurse Jetta tried to give me CPR, newfie style, aka a face wash. Of course, my daughter sat on the couch and laughed at me, knowing I was in good paws!
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