While running errands today, the kids persuaded me (fairly easily) to let them walk in the pet store for a minute or two. Fisher secretly hoped we'd be leaving with a puppy and since I knew this particular chain doesn't carry puppies, I entered with no sweat.
Puppies remained on the forefront of Fisher's mind however, and he looked for them on every aisle. As we passed the "Rodents", a glass of gerbils specifically, I remarked that you couldn't get me to buy anything with a tail...I'd already served my time (see Maria above)
Puppies remained on the forefront of Fisher's mind however, and he looked for them on every aisle. As we passed the "Rodents", a glass of gerbils specifically, I remarked that you couldn't get me to buy anything with a tail...I'd already served my time (see Maria above)
Fisher- paying more attention than I realized- reacted with a great garumph and protested : "But Momma...puppies have tails!"