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Hello everybody. Part in my somber tone. Not really sure where to begin.

I think I speak for all of us when I say it's hard to forget where you were when you had your

first golden shower experience. And unfortunately Leo slash Richards innocence was taken today

at a Calabassus dog park and he was urinated on and I don't want to cry getting a little misty

because as a mother you know our job is to protect our kin. And I have never felt so helpless

and worried. I don't know if we need to get him into therapy ASAP. I don't know if I need to take

him to plan parenthood. We don't know. This is what happened. My sweet precious lover, Leonardo

was you know he's not super social at the dog park but I try to take him. I like to tan my

femurs be one with the people you know bring a book. I'm totally joking. Can you imagine? Yeah I

read that's that's the joke of it all but I was going to stick with it. Sometimes I read I'm

still working on the book I brought to the Bahamas. I'm on page 42 but this isn't about me. This

is about Leo. I take him to this dog park every so often a couple times a week. I'm trying to get

him to socialize he pees 614 times. He absolutely loves it. Does he play? No. Does he socialize?

No. He preenses around from human to human gets like some scratches you know feels alive typical

Leo and then sits in the shade and just stares at me. It's very romantic. It's very sweet.

So he had done his lap and he was laying spread eagle grondle on the gravel which is just how

I like him perfect for a pacada. I mean if I could just mallet him into chicken scallop

peony. Oh delicious. So his legs are spread wide open. He is as relaxed as a dog could possibly be

head on the ground just taking a little siesta. This fucking mutterior sonters over

lifts their leg and pisses on my son. And obviously I don't know who the fucking owner is and

what I'm going to get in a tussle at the dog park with a woman named Tina and a visor. No. And by

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