Sunday, February 19, 2017

WB's mom died.
I don't  know what it is about funerals and the dying. It either brings out the best or the worst in folks.
In this case, it seems to be the worst. His mom wasn't even dead before the BS started.
Some how we avoided the worst. This is good. WB needed to grieve.

My family didn't wait until the end to start their nonsense. It was so bad that I'm thinking of having a sepArata funeral service at an undisclosed location.
Only WB, Pup, friends, and my animals invited.

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