Bummer.
Bummer.
A dog’s dog, ...literally.
She probably treated the dog very well.
(Song to the tune of “The Way We Were”...
Mem’ries light the corners of my dog poop
Misty pee-water-colored mem’ries of the way poochy shat
Scattered pictures of the poop pooch left behind
Smiles and drooling we gave to one another for the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then, dog food was so cheap
Or has time rewritten every line in my stunted mind
If we had the chance to do it all again, tell me, would we, could we
Mem’ries may…pooch rest in peace
Memories...like the poop pooch left behind...
Barbara can plow her face into what poochy left behind...
Let’s try not to be so snarky and pray for her salvation. She is just deluded. She does have a heart full of love for her dog. I truly want her to find her way into Jesus’ arms. I have always cared about her, and other leftist well know actors, actresses and singers. I would hate to see them burning in the lake of fire forever.