My son got bit in the head by my sister in laws dog today. And while he pretty much just got scared and has a small bruse, I tried not to make a big deal out of it. But I am mad
Like really mad. And the more I think about it, and the more I picture it happening....the more I hope that dog dies. Not even joking, I see that bruse on my babys head the more I am praying that dog dies soon...Idk if that's a little harsh, but there it is.
Never are my kids to go to her house again without me there to watch them, until that dog is gone.
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