Many years ago my wife (now ex) brought home a puppy no bigger than a mouse. I didn't really care for little dogs but I guess that dog didn't get the memo. She decided that I was going to be her human. She wore me down over time, resistance was futile. At the time I was suffering from PTSD and the doctor treating me decided that I needed an emotional support animal and made it happen. Just like that, that little dog became a pro. For over ten years we were very seldom out of each others sight. She was only left home if I was going somewhere that might might not be safe for a tiny dog. She made me stronger and more out going. She made me strong enough to take her to the vet when she became old and arthritic and have her put down. She helped make this old Viet Nam vet a man again. RIP Luci Belle...
Many years ago my wife (now ex) brought home a puppy no bigger than a mouse. I didn't really care for little dogs but I guess that dog didn't get the memo. She decided that I was going to be her human. She wore me down over time, resistance was futile. At the time I was suffering from PTSD and the doctor treating me decided that I needed an emotional support animal and made it happen. Just like that, that little dog became a pro. For over ten years we were very seldom out of each others sight. She was only left home if I was going somewhere that might might not be safe for a tiny dog. She made me stronger and more out going. She made me strong enough to take her to the vet when she became old and arthritic and have her put down. She helped make this old Viet Nam vet a man again. RIP Luci Belle...
Damn Poal onions...
Damn Poal onions...