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chevy2
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Yesterday was my birthday and I had planned on taking the afternoon off and going hunting. Unfortunately, I spent the afternoon in the emergeny room. It seems like my babysitters dog decided to use my 4 year old head for a chew toy. It wasn't as bad as I had feared, a few stitches, but scares the hell out of you and gets your priorities straight in a hurry. Auggie and I are going out this weekend but it doesn't seem as important as it did two days ago.