According to my dads gf a raccoon is a possum.
Just like how according to her cats give birth to puppies.
I really don’t understand how she got her own business teaching young children.
My family are such retards. They talk to the puppy as if he actually understands what they are saying. Constantly lock him out of places he feels the safest in to the point that he literally cries. And they never give him water so he finds his way into the bathroom and drinks out the toilet, and they punish him for doing that and for when he pees in the house even though they don’t take him out.
Though the only thing I do for the dog is give it water when I can tell he really needs it. But I still wont take care of it. It’s not my job. Not my dog. Still I feel real bad for it. I’m really hoping something happens that they take him away. Peeta, where are you?!