I walked into the pet store today with very few intentions...
And I walked back out with a 10-gallon tank, paper bedding, a spin wheel, a water-sucking contraption, a small pink hut house, a cute polka dot food bowl, some seed-nut assortment of feed, and a puffball of a dwarf hamster.
I named her Erma.
My spontaneous, brilliant, decision-making skills never cease to amuse, or amaze, me.
...Michelle is going to kill me.
No comments:
Post a Comment