Not every time, but when she has those sad eyes and you know the waterworks aren’t far behind I can’t help but follow along. Like when Sassy and Chance ran home and Shadow wasn’t right behind them, or when Santa Paws didn’t have anywhere to go. I just can’t that sad little face and uncontrollable emotions. Come to think of it her emotional breakdowns are directly related to animals.
Oh, Dear God. I’ve created a
mini-me.
I recall Gram telling a story
of a dog who was hit and killed by a car and they never found the owners. I
broke down and was hysterical thinking of some poor child waiting by the window
for Skippy to come home.
What a baby!
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