woman you're a mess (dealer's perspective)

her dog bled from the head and died in a ferocious paroxysm. the tumour had grown for months and split the soft pelt weeks ago. she did nothing. i've been selling her for about nine years. she's never borrowed or asked for a spot. she's always had me in and her house has always presented well. most of my customers pride themselves on how you can't tell they use. they're in denial. but not her. with her, you'd never know. she was just no good with animals.