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He looks like the driftwood just got done scolding him. My poor Socks!
It reminds me of the saddest thing I ever heard 30 seconds ago on “America’s most wanted.” It went something like, “then he saw her walk out her front door, get in her minivan and drive away. And she was never seen again.” But then it got much more upbeat with, “his bizarre confession was never heard by the jury. Sean was never charged with the 8 murders he confessed to.” And then it got much sadder, “the phone call he made to his mother. ‘She really was nuts mom, she really was.’ ” So there you have it folks. That’s one sad dog.