I Hate You Jo!!!

Many moons ago, I drove from Winterset, Iowa to Mundelein, Illinois with a Black 4ish pound Chihuahua named Jojo. She had TERRIBLE breath. When taking her out, we could get looks as her brother was a 90ish pound Rottweiler, Buster.

She hated me, and I hated her. She loved everyone else, except me. I was good with that. I would pick her up, pet her, or hold her close to my face and say “We are friends! We ARE friends!” We were not. She growled at me everytime, and bit me a few also, on my nose. I hated/loved that dog.

The FB algorithm thought I needed to see these videos. There must be a chip implanted in my brain reading my thoughts. How would it know about Jo? These videos are an exact depiction of my relationship with Jo, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge several years ago. I miss the smell of her NASTY breath.

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