So, Woolly stole my phone on Sunday and started texting Oliver in his desperation to get saved from drunken mummy.
Ungrateful dog…
And Oliver wasnt helping the cause. Feel that dog of mine took advantage of my weakened state.
At least he is playing the ‘i wont look at you to punish you’ game with Oliver as well.
That little dog needs some serious anger management. Just because you are angry with daddy doesnt mean you can ass him just like that. And threaten with no post ball licks.
Whatever Woolly…Ill never leave my phone close to you again.
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