but the best thing about him was that he didn't care that he smelled bad and was pretty nasty looking...he was just happy to be alive...so my brother took him home that day...he bathed him every other day with special 'mange shampoo' and nursed him back to health...now he's a happy, healthy, horny little boy...
he still had his 'manhood' when johnny got him...and every time johnny had an appointment to snip him, something came up that required the money he had set aside...finally tuesday was the day...so while i sit at the pub drinking my tuesday beers i get this text -
"This bitch was all nice and shit then she gave me a roofie and cut off my balls! - francis"
a still want to know how he used the phone without thumbs...
4 comments:
that is incredible! i can't believe it's the same dog. there will be a special place in heaven for your brother for taking in francis, even if he is to blame for the lost balls!
awwww...that's awesome that he's so beautiful and healthy now!
-kristin
There is no way that is the same dog!! Amazing! I love this story! Milo and Daisy can text, too. I guess you don't need opposable thumbs ...
PS - Glad you're back to blogging : )
That is amazing. The before photos brought tears to my eyes. Poor little guy! Thank goodness your brother found him. And has a heart of gold.
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