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Tbi
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A few days later, Tuesday quietly crossed our apartment as I read a book and, after a nudge against my arm, put his head on my lap. As always, I immediately checked my mental state, trying to assess what was wrong. I knew a change in my biorhythms had brought Tuesday over, because he was always monitoring me, but I couldn't figure out what it was. Breathing? Okay. Pulse? Normal. Was I glazed or distracted? Was I lost in Iraq? Was a dark period descending? I didn't think so, but I knew something
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― Until Tuesday: A Wounded Warrior and the Golden Retriever Who Saved Him
― Until Tuesday: A Wounded Warrior and the Golden Retriever Who Saved Him
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Without struggle there is no progress.
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