It seems every time Thelma & Louise visit friends (w/o
us, might I add), they come home smelling like Another Dog. Or three.
If dogs are allowed where they’re going, Nestle & I should go,
too. Why not? I’m charming!
I’m friendly! And I’m not picky
about what I eat. It’s not fair.
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