My husband’s grandfather was playing with their older than dirt dog one day and the dog just leaped from his arms like a cat and smacked on the kitchen floor tile and layers there motionless.
We all saw and heard the smack. We feared it was hurt or dead. Than it just popped up like see yah bitches and ran off.
Little shit scared us to death.
More like sighs of relief it would of killed the grandfather if it died. He was going through cancer and he was very dependent emotionally on the dog.
The dog died a year later but the grandfather was better by than. That man had cancer 3 times and is 100 yet still ticking
We all saw and heard the smack. We feared it was hurt or dead. Than it just popped up like see yah bitches and ran off.
Little shit scared us to death.
The dog died a year later but the grandfather was better by than. That man had cancer 3 times and is 100 yet still ticking