Tink...itz me Winson, me is sad to hear dat you is sick agin, we dont yike dem seizure things. But tink sweety you gotta eat for yous mommy, so yous can be stwong and fight dis thing...otay? Twy to eat somefin, itz good for you, it'll maked you feel bettur, I pwomise to be here for yous Tink, I wub you lots...and think yous a special wittle girl dog...puppy smooches to you, god nite-nite. Wub, Winson
__________________ As Ever, Kathy 
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