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I went to Target (the place of all things spiffy) and got MonsterPaw a new carrier. Did you know you can get wedding clothes for your pets there?! What is up with that? I just want to take my cat to the vet. Anyway, I bought the cheapest one I could find since I only use it for her once a year visits to the vet. She approves (please excuse the poor picture quality due to my unpreparedness. She is the gray blurry thing hopping inside). Apparently she just wanted something pink to ride in. So I called the vet and they squeezed me in for Thursday. Hopefully she'll like it just as much then.

On other notes, poor DogSpot is "learning" not to sit on the couch. We made that mistake with HyperDog and we always looked like we were evolving into white wookies and I didn't like that. DogSpot isn't taking to it that well, but the squirts of water from the spray bottle are making the floor look much cushier.

And just in case you're wondering, nothing has changed from yesterday. DogSpot has not succeeded in winning Monster Paw's heart. Not even one extra toe. Even though she's diligently trying.

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Unknown said…
Nice carrier and so glad she approved. That carrier is so in vogue that I'm sure the newness will not wear off by tomorrow!
Unknown said…
I forgot to mention... Monster Paw and DogSpot are so hilarious!

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