My co-worker's husband, Joe, worked in a nursing home in San Francisco. One of the old women got attached to Joe's dog who came in once in a while.
The old woman died last week and left her $2 million dollar Nob Hill house to the dog. If anything happens to the dog, it goes to the dog's "mom and dad".
I'm going to SF this weekend. My co-worker very excitedly gave me the address of the house and asked me to please take a picture of her dog's new prime real estate property.
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Maybe I have been wrong for years. Maybe a dog is my answer.
Hey Emily!
Lumina's cousin Ali here! Great story! If you have the time and want to get together for tea in SF, I would love a chance to finally meet you. Let me know! I could take you on a Labyrinth tour.
Cheers!
Ali
This is classic! I've never heard of such a thing before. Thanks for sharing and putting a smile on my face.
Ali... um, of COURSE I want to meet you. Let's hook up. Have Lumina send you my email address, or vice versa.
my dog would totally eat up her house.
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