First I'll start with Madre y Padre. My mama was a saint. She worked at a local nursing home in Tiajuana as the head nurse. Just look at her. You can see love in those eyes:
And mi pappa was a very handsome older gentleman when he met mamma:
And of course it was love at first sight when they first met. They married and had their first and only litter, which included me and my littermates. Life was hard, but there was always kibble on the table and enough cuz toys for everyone at Christmas.
I married young. Bad, bad mistake. He was a lazy no-good bum. We had 28 kids (all girls) and then we separated. I had to support my small family some way, so I decided to become a showgirl. Here's me in the earlier days:
I met a man who came into the club and he swept me off my paws. We had a quickie wedding in Saltillo and the honeymoon was over almost before it started. I came home one day and caught him with a CAT. I won't go into graphic detail about what happened next, but Hector Gonzales is no more and I did hard time back in Tiajuana.
When I got out of prison I was sent to a half-way house in Texas. A woman and her niece were volunteering there and took pity on me and decided to foster me. I think people must have been beating down their door or something to adopt me; momma Amy then realized what I prize I was and kept me.
(Editor's note: Lilly's mom here. That half-way house was the SPCA and nobody would adopt Lilly because of her temperment)
Ok mom watch it. Anyway, I am happy at last and love my Mom and Dad! However B*&%^d boy and S&$t girl I can do without.