<div dir="ltr"><div>Ms. Beasley here. Mama is still not home and Auntie says she won't be home for a nickzillion days...Auntie says the people doctors had to help Mama breathe and they put a tube into Mama to do that, I think Auntie said it was a vent-til-a-tor...I don't understand what that means. Auntie said Mama can't talk to me, so I can't have Auntie call Mama so I can hear her...I am so sad. I am scared too, my Aunties have lots of water out of their eyes, which means lots of kleenex I can chew. (Beasley Ann!) Auntie said I shouldn't bother my furfriends again for more drool, but I said all my drool friends don't mind. This time please sling drool to my Auntie and all my human family, they need it too. I am slinging alot of drool to all the hounds that have left for the Bridge and drool to all sick houndies and their two legged slaves. I better go now, Auntie is sleeping in the other room and I need to get back to her, she needs her cuddle basset. </div>
<div>Thank YOU all, snooter kisses to all,</div>
<div>Ms. Beasley Ann Beattie BABES Royal Caregiver </div>
<div>PS If you want to send Mama a card, please do, Auntie will take them to the people hospital. Here's where I lives: </div>
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<div>Mary Beattie</div>
<div>23374 Arlington Dr</div>
<div>Clinton Township, MI 48036 </div>
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