Friday, May 16, 2003

Pigs is Pigs
I was under the impression that our home was reaching maximum occupancy.
Especially with Embot moving home for the summer in a few weeks.
Fran felt differently and decided the perfect birthday gift for Chuck (not to mention economical) was a pair of guinea pigs, free to a good home, complete with lovely, oversized cage, oversized exercise ball, 200 lbs of bedding material, food and nutritious snacks. [The perfect touch next to the newly recovered sofa] The girls said I could free up more space by getting rid of my treadmill. The NordicTrack is already collapsed in the basement. Maybe somebody could by me an oversized exercise ball...

I appreciate Fran’s kind heart. But this business of dragging home ‘freebies’ from the animal hospital has got to stop. Couldn’t somebody here find a job at a Jaguar dealership?

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