My great grandma doesn’t barely remember who I am. But she remembers her dog ”Pippy” who has been with her for a little over a year. Today my grandma went looking for my great grandma and found her on the street behind our house. My grandma asked my grandma what she was looking for and and she said ”I don’t really know what im looking for” and we think its her lap dog ”Pippy” like how fucking depressing is that. Her dog just recently went missing we think a cayote ate her dog because of recent reports. God life can suck sometimes. :(
That bitch was looser then the tired mouth of a bloodhound dog.