Oh, Otter....

On Sunday, my brother's dog got hit by a car and didn't make it. This has left me utterly shattered.

I fucking loved that dog.

And I hope the douche bag driver- who stopped and got out but clearly didn't give a shit about his lack of caution or the fact that he had just killed one of God's BESTEST critters-

feels the pain of a thousand hammers whacking his nuts.

If only "getting the tape" fixed all broken things, Eli....