And The Humane Society? All Hands on Deck for Puppy Mills and Dogfighting While I Starve

She elects the more long-winded car wash this morning and I courteously arrange myself in the cookies readiness postion.








She’s all over the Windex wipes, detailing the air vents on the dash.  I know she wants to go at the CD changer with dental implements.  I begin gathering cobwebs as I wait.  And wait.  Nothing.  If I could have a superpower I would select blinding speed, but apparently I’ve been granted invisibility.

Finally, during the dry cycle, I get some Parmesan oaty snacks.

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