A couple of years ago, Leona Helmsley made her Maltese Trouble one of the richest dogs in the country by leaving her $12 million. A judge later turned that $12 million down to $2 million after the will was challenged. Poor Trouble used to get buttjazzled with real diamonds and now she has to use cheap rhinestones instead. Sadness. And the same thing might happen to the glamorous vixen in the picture above. That hot bitch is Conchita Posner and she recently inherited a $3 million plus an $8.3 million Miami Beach mansion from her own, the late heiress Gail Posner.
The Wall Street Journal reports that when Gail passed away in March, her will stated that Conchita and her two other dogs must live in the Miami mansion for the rest of their lives. Conchita and co. were also given a full staff including bodyguards, housekeepers and other assistants. Conchita seemed destined to live the rest of her days licking foie gras out of a Baccarat goblet held by servant dressed in a cat costume (that amuses her so).
Of course, just when Conchita thought she was going to be scooting on easy street, a bitch has to try to suck the joy out of her b-hole. And that bitch is Gail’s only living human son Bret Carr!
Bret, who inherited $1 million from his mother, filed a lawsuit in Miami claiming that Gail’s staff drugged and manipulated her into leaving most of her money to Conchita and the other two. That way they would get to stay in her house rent-free and reap all the benefits. Bret also believes that the staff coerced Gail into hiring a publicist for Conchita. Before her death, Gail regularly talked to the media about how Conchita wore a $15,000 Cartier necklace and was driven to her spa appointments in a gold Escalade that belonged only to her. Bret thinks this was all part of the plan to make Conchita look like a “spoiled dog of privilege” which would explain why Gail left her all that cash.
Is Bret really trying to argue that Conchita doesn’t need a full-time assistant to make sure all the canine anuses she sniffs at the dog park are organic? Is he saying that Conchita shouldn’t get weekly Botox shots in her ass lips? Bret needs to stop, because Conchita can never be poor! I mean, look at her. Yes, she looks like a drunken Angie Dickinson, but that proves my point. Can you picture a drunken Angie Dickinson being poor? JUDGMENT GOES TO CONCHITA!
And if you can’t get enough of Conchita’s innate glamour, here she is during happier times with the late Gail Posner.