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My voice still somewhat precarious from the frighten her pooch had given me, I answered, "Yea, fine."
I think she could tell I was still somewhat shaken up, and she appeared to truly feel awful, so she stated, "Gosh, I'm truly sad about my puppy. He never does that kind of thing. He's normally cordial."