It is very obvious in how he died: from gut obstruction.

but truly, that means NOTHNG about how much of a thrill we all had with him.

God never ever lies that much.

If I had so much thrills with Jerry, thinking he was a gratious dog which he certainly was not, it is only so that he could be taught with us with a lot of love.

he was a veteran douche bag. raised by assholes. Who met us at last and he thought: hey, not bad for a cunt house....Yes, I am exagerating for effect. it is to God he was talking when he said that, not to me. he was not loyal to me by the end and that dispelased me very much. In fact, he was loyal to himself only. And was pretty surprised at having to obey a woman. He got used to it (I strangled him much with his choker as we walked toronto and montreal streets). So much so that in the end he actually repented a lot for having disobeyed me that day about hubby being crazy with a dangerous gansgters. We will all say he retired with us.

P.S. This incident that tuly could have gotten hubby beaten up because his dog was out of control, will not be recalled except here. This very much dnagerous man was a mailman of the most rotten type. He truly wasfired in the end, after the manager talked to me. I apologized profusely on behalf of Jerry that day- he would have bitten that man if push had come to shove and then we would have been in dire trouble. For a while anyway. Why did he disobey me when I told him to calm right the fuck down with this mailman? he wanted to teach everyone a lesson....in what a douche bag he was.