Relax at home and your furry/ feathered/ scaled (et cetera) companion's medication will arrive at your door! I offered to deliver items myself, but I may get distracted by all the delicious restaurants on the way...
We have to brag about our human a little. She remembers to feed us, saves lots of animals, and usually has lots of common sense. When she’s well fed. We learned tonight that when her blood sugar is low, she does not make wise choices (this paragraph refusing to 'justify' was not one of them). We ran out to the car, zig-zagging on our leashes. For some reason one of the tires looked like a melted puddle. Our human shrugged and tried to beg an auto shop that was closing up to sell her a spare tire, but they didn’t have the right size. Next she watched the video on how to plug and re-inflate the tire. It looked really easy, although we still question why Toyota ever did away with spare tires. Not smart, guys. She hooked up the apparatus, started the car, and things seemed ok. Then the tubing that dispensed the glue and air to plug and re-inflate the tire started bubbling glue. She turned it off and double checked the connection. It was definitely leaking from where it shouldn’t...
On Friday, Mona the tripawd threw up a palm seed the width of her small intestine. We all breathed a sigh of relief. Her amazing puking ability saved her again. Seeds are delicious. Just try to stop me. On Monday, Mona threw up a second palm seed. On Thursday, Mona threw up foam a couple times on her walk. We rushed her in and induced vomiting. She resisted at first, but then threw up a third palm seed! On Friday, she tried to eat more palm seeds on her walk. Her human shrieked and dragged her away. Then Mona sneaked into Corina's bag at work and ate her breakfast. Mona enjoyed Corina's toast with butter and jam and was not sorry at all.
We trotted along with our human enjoying the sunshine and answering lots of 'pee-mail' (re-marking areas other dogs had recently peed). She put a white envelope in a big blue box and then jumped. Her ballot was wedged between the blue mailbox flap and some metal crimping inside the box! Would the mail carrier free it when the mail was picked up in an hour and a half? Can dogs vote? After mail pickup, we peaked through the mailbox flap opening. The ballot was still there! My human tried to dislodge it through the narrow opening with a stick, but could only move it back and forth, not down. During our next attempt, this time with a cat dancer wand, an SUV made a U-turn and drove by the box rather slowly. Would we be Nextdoor'd as mail thieves? Happily, the ballot was dislodged. We never did check whether we had been identified as imaginary blue box bandits.
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