The good news is my mother's bulldog died yesterday. I may have mentioned the stinky, slimey, insecure animal before. He had developed a cancerous tumor on his shoulder. It's a shame, but only because he never got to share his sperm with another dog. That we know of. Good riddance. I despised the animal.
The bad news is, she's getting another one from the rescue tomorrow.
She used to be dependent on men. Now she's dependent on dogs.
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