in which my parents get a puppy …

On July 15, 2019, I lost Zola, my English bulldog. She lived for eleven years and five months, with only the first two or three months of that where she wasn't in my life. She was literally my best friend, from the moment I took her little wiggly ass home with me. She comforted me... Continue Reading →

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