I had a cat named dallas, it was a he, Dallas was outside the house because he likes to be outside every once in a while and we heard some commotion outside - a dog was fighting Dallas. Dallas tried to defend himself but the dog bit his leg real hard and made it bleeeeeeed. Sent him to the vet, the vet said he maybe wouldn't make it but it's uncertain whether he will live or die. Next morning, my dad walked into the room and said that Dallas didn't make it.
I almost cried. We buried him in the backyard in a box. He's still in the backyard right now..
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