zilla and him
he loved playing with zilla. i think he thought of zilla like a little grandchild. never really got mad at her, even when she pooped in the wrong places and tore up his newspaper. my dad never really got mad about little things like that. i wish he could come with me to walk zilla around the lagoon again...
posted by abusygirl | 11:11 PM
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I was so frightened by dogs since I was chased by dog during my childhood. But I was a little better when we lived in Hsin-Chu Science-based Park. Because Cheryl took good care of all the dog friends there. I was even better (not totally cured) after Cheryl has Zilla.
Love, Momi
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