My Mammaw would use the word "pitiful" atleast once a day when she was alive. She could be referring to a dead plant, or something on the news, she liked the word and used it often. I thought of her when they handed Jip to me at 430am. He was truely pitiful , but not completely pitiful as Beau and Mom were able to coax a few tail wags out of him by this afternoon. :)
Here is a pic of Bailey

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