I think cats are harder than dogs.
Now I need a chicken.
Go ahead. You'll never know until you do it.
Time to clear your brain.
Immensely - both.
Plan ahead.
My kind of pet.
I don't need no stinkin' directions!
I'm going to invent a vacuum called the Steven King.
It's called "retired".
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The suck monster is considered an instrument of torture in this house. The first one was sent to me recently - because we have just found out that Jazz will require at least two tablets a day for the rest of his life. So far bribery is working...
Chicken arms. Who knew?
Ha ha, the porcupine in the bubble bath!
Having given many medications to cats, I can tell you that the Hercules one is spot on!
Sue - Even the most standoffish pet will become your best friend if someone is running a vacuum.
Bill - HAve you ordered your chicken yet?
Deb - Poor planning for sure.
Kathy - Luckily I've never had that opportunity.
The chicken I order is long past any need of arms. I'll pass the suggestion on to my daughter.
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