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<br>Oops sent this to the wrong address<br><br><br><p class="yahoo-quoted-begin" style="font-size: 15px; color: #715FFA; padding-top: 15px; margin-top: 0"><span style="color: #AAAAAA;">Begin forwarded message:</span><br><br>On Tuesday, December 17, 2019, 4:29 PM, Val Brewer <vlbzwick@yahoo.com> wrote:</p><blockquote class="iosymail"><div id="yiv5399562917"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml><o:OfficeDocumentSettings><o:AllowPNG/><o:PixelsPerInch>96</o:PixelsPerInch></o:OfficeDocumentSettings></xml><![endif]--><div>
Dear Snoopy,<div> This is one of your love interests, Mila. I am so sorry to hear you are not feeling well. I know I do not=write often. I have no excuse, and I apologize. I am not much of an Internet girl. I love you none the less. You are wonderful and handsome.</div><div> my kitty brother had similar issues to the ones you are experiencing towards the end of his stay in this dimension. subcutaneous fluids helped him feel better until he decided to fly free of us all. When you decide to go air born, I am sure Cyrus will be jumping up and down at the Bridge to greet you, along with my brothers, Commander Bo and Lt. Harley. until then, I send you sloppy cyber kisses. One of your loving girlfriends, Mila Basset of Hawaii (not to be confused with her evil sister, Mariah)<br><br><br></div>
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