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Another email, this one from 2006:
Paul returned from his TDY last week and was cleaning up around the house.
Paul: We need Windex
Kari: We have Windex wipes
Paul: Where? I don’t see any.
Kari: Hmm…I don’t know.
Tonight, Paul and I were sitting on the couch with the dogs.
Paul: Guinea smells.
Kari: Maybe Flash peed on her.
Paul: You think?
Kari: Once, I caught him peeing on her back as she was peeing outside.
Paul: REALLY?
Kari: Yes. I had to bring her in and clean her up.
Long pause.
Kari: I remember what happened to the Windex wipes.
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