|Now That is a Good Boy!|
On June 6th 2013 (666) my male German Shepherd got the bloat as we were driving demons from the property with a huge bonfire. We saved him with an emergency operation.
A few years later, my female German Shepherd, went to a Bark in the Park (dogs allowed at the baseball game), there must have been a number of impure spirits in that group, but Satan again took a pot shot at my dog's life and she got the bloat. We saved her with an emergency operation.
The date June 6 2016 (6-6-6). They entered the emergency vet hospital within 30 minutes of each other exactly 3 years apart.
Satan lame, ain't got no game, but watch out for the pot shots!
Today, on Damien's day, we shall not leave the property. This year on 1-16, my Male Dog "went to the sky", I told him I would see him in about 50 years. Best dog ever. No bones for my remaining Female shepherd, today, no risks shall be allowed for Satan to take a pot shot, plus methinks he is busy with all sorts of Mayhem via the lies of the leftists.
Day 6-6, fill in the blank! LOL