R.I.P. Cambria

I was at work when I got the news.

My roommate called, someone was knocking on the door. There’s a church across the street. Apparently someone from the church witnessed my dog getting hit by a van, which then proceeded to drive away. They saw fit to alert my roommate. We don’t know how she got out, or why she was the only one to get out, but she’s gone now. Ted took her to a friend’s that has some property and she was buried. She wasn’t even a year old.

If you’re drinking tonight, pour out a little for Cambria.

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