Ahh, animals and poo. Reminds me of the days of cleaning up Sam's poo in the TV room if he had an accident overnight. Now that was some BIG POO! Remember stepping in a pile of Bear/Oddette's (they always tried to blame it on each other) regurgitated kibble in the basement? Dad and I went to visit a very cute, newly opened pet store owned by a friend of his. Cyndi showed us the most darling little shitzu/terrier mix puppy. Someone had dropped it off to her, hoping she could find it a good home. So you might wonder how long we considered taking the puppy home with us. The answer is "Not one nano-second!" We are happily pet-less. We did, however, buy a clock from the pet store. no food or water required, just a new battery once a year.
Ah hahaha, that is such a cute clock! Perfect pet store souvenir!
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