I have decided to speak to Ma again and not seek adoption because she brought me four chicken McNuggets from her $5 value meal.
Granted it’s not a huge gift given the trauma I have endured but they were tasty and I smacked them up.
She was home by 4:30 pm having left Georgia at 7:00am so she took me for a short trot and I obliged by giving her my greatest production in the past four days.
I felt so much better and slept so well back beside my best Belfast born bud.
I’m still not speaking to the stinking niece. She’s chewing away at a Nyla because she has no one to play with.
Blessing#2204-Gifts and Grumps.
Booming Banter 