I’m sorry, hon.
Me too.
And to make it worse, he lied about how it happened and ‘promised’ to rustle up some snakes from the woods and bring them here as ‘replacements’.
So far, nothing.
He almost hit the back of my car, swerving to get Slinky but claimed he ‘shot out so fast he couldn’t avoid him’.
This was a 60 degree morning and poor Slinky was probably so cold he could barely move.
It was intentional.