The Grandma from Hell Meets Her Match
Language: en
When I was three months pregnant, my husband’s grandmother showed up at our door to lay down the law. She deliberately killed the dog I had raised for three years and made a stew out of him just to disgust me. At the dinner table, she showed off smugly: “The meat of a little beast raised on expensive dog food sure is tender~” After the meal, she made me bow down and acknowledge the turtle she had kept for forty years as my “god-grandmother.” I obediently did as I was told. She just didn't know that acknowledging a god-grandmother is easy, but getting rid of one is hard!