I want you to put a cork in My Dog or ban her indefinitely.
My dog killed me several times the other night even though she knows that we are a team.
Sure, she's a bitch (sorry but she really is) but you have to draw the line somewhere.
She lay under the table and farted.
The smell was so bad that it hurt the eyes as if it was tear gas.
With eyes full of tears, I could not see where I was flying.
I went into the ground again and again, when the stench began to fade away ...
Pffffffft and this time it was, if possible, even worse, I could hardly breathe.

I can not go on like this, you have to do something about her