I visited my mom over the weekend and she has adopted a dog. It's a small, shaggy, brown dog, I don't know the breed but I guess it's some kind of terrier. She's very friendly, she got along with me the minute she saw me. My mom called her Mini cause she's very tiny. My mom loves that dog so much that she treats her like if it was her grandkid. That's the sad part. I know why mom adopted her. She knows that I'll never make her a grandmother, but she has so much love to give that she canalizes through the dog. It kills me seeing her coping that way, you don't even know how sad I am for her. My mom loves kids and she will never be able to give love to a grandson or granddaughter. If I just had been born more attractive.
