Rex was my first pet and best friend, and a few days ago she died at the age of twenty. I was four when my dad got her for me, and though I moved around consistently through my life, she was always one of the constants. She was part of my foundation and it’s hard to believe she’s gone. I love her very much, and I know I’ll see her again.

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