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You and your pet dog, Duke, were very close. He was always there for you. Nothing could separate you. Except the dog island. You remember putting his new collar around his neck. It matched his silvery gray fur. He looked proud with it on. It made you smile. You then let him outside for a while. You opened the door, and just before he left, he stopped and looked at you. He looked like he was smiling, in a dog way. He then continued out the door. Later that night he never came home. That's when you learn that no dogs were allowed. Duke was taken from you. And you were taken from him.