Some spring, a little spicy pig, you know? I've been searching the Internet all afternoon and I've actually found a family in the same town to transfer the pig, and I'm so excited to pick it up.
It looked like this.
Look, slippers are 35 yards.
Look, slippers are 35 yards.
It's only a puppy so big it cost 400 bucks.
And when he came back with it, he said, "Yo, go get a cat."
I said, "No, it's a pig."
"Oh, it's a dog."
On the day it arrived at home, the whole village was blown up, no matter how big it was, or how old it was, or how young it was, and how many men and women said, "Some of the daughters-in-law got a pig back!"
It's like this at dinner.
Kids say, "The pig is so cute."
Adults say, "You can be a pig in New Year."
I said, "What's a pig?"
Grandma said, "How much did you buy first?"
I feel like I'm dead again. With courage and eyes open, he said, "It's from a co-worker. Her child has to go high.
Grandma was angry, and the consequences weren't serious. In her words, "Are people fed and pigs not? "
By the second week, this bitch, by the way, forgot to introduce it. It's a girl, and it's called LuLu.
Lulu had to sleep in the open because the cage was crushed by her and ran across the street to the old lady's house. Her back leg, her bloody back leg, and she didn't say anything.
This is the place where Lulu found herself, where she can face up to the old man's every move, and when she's not home with her dead rival, a Chihuahua, she digs out of the fence and licks the dog bowl so fast and so clean.
In the meantime, as soon as the meal arrived, the new parents carried their children to feed themselves (to their own children!).
We're gonna give them a little bench, paper towels, water, and some of the kids are gonna pee everywhere.
When they're fed up and drunk and have fun,
That's how I feel.
Grandma's eyes are this.
Lulu was a special recruit and a dog, and the second month she came to my house, I was woken up one morning by my son, and the little brat said, "Mother, last night Lulu had a little yellow dog!"
WTF!
Are you surprised? You're getting bigger, aren't you? This is Lulu's second month. Let's show you the entire body.
See this belly? She never had enough!
Soon the pot won't be enough for her. She can eat a pot at home!
That cage can only put her big head down, and when she's lonely and lonely, she takes the blanket into a hole in her mouth, and then puts the big head in it, and then she can sleep, and maybe dream about her childhood?
In the third month, both my family and the doorman were fed poor and she began a life of shameless exfil. She is a village leader when she begs and takes and robs the streets.
And at this point, our village has been renamed "Shoshi Village" by the General Express.
"What's wrong with you?" Oh, it's a spicy pig village.
And my family was passively launched as a village express delivery. Points
"Did you have my package today? The deliveryman said the package was left in the pig house."
She has long since caused so many visitors to be fat, and as her mother, no, my guardian, I am anxious and anxious every day after the following conversation.
"Yo, this pig looks great. I'll kill your house by the end of the year."
"Ha ha, she's still young."
"It's small. It's almost 200 pounds. I'll hold you."
"Oh, shit! Let go of my pig! She's a baby paper!"
It's no use! Poor Lulu's got to be hit by more men every day.
But this little bitch has no heart, eats and sleeps with her son every day, and can't feel the pain of survival.
Oh, I forgot to tell you, the little wolf dog behind her ass was put in at night.
I've thought about it. Would it have happened in the middle of the night? Don't blame me for opening up my brain. I really don't want this!
And when she first got here, she was only 35 yards bigger. Now?
After a month, he couldn't get down on the balcony, and he found himself another windbath. Land
Don't get under the window!
We called a family meeting and asked, "Who will kill her? If you keep eating like this, you're going to lose your family!"
No one answered her.
She kept asking, "Do you want to do it?"
Grandma said, "Get rid of it in three days! It won't leave you!"
All right, we're in the friends' circle asking who wants a pig? Only a group of unconscionable friends mocked us.
The next day, we put out a post in the friends' circle asking who wants pigs? Someone came up and said there's a pigsty in the country to pick her up.
OK, there's no need to be swept out.
We wrap it up with the blanket she came in, stuff it in the trunk of the car, send it to the country, and give her another $200, and buy her something good.