Each time I go to my bank, I walk past a pet store. That always has two windows full of puppies.
They're often sleepy and not paying attention, but this morning they were wide awake and followed me as I passed, putting their widdle paws on the window and yapping in my direction with their widdle round faces that look like they smile and their widdle round black eyes...
I very nearly came back home with half a dozen puppies in my arms.
And I dunwanna think of where the unsold puppies go, or if they always manage to sell all their animals...
They're often sleepy and not paying attention, but this morning they were wide awake and followed me as I passed, putting their widdle paws on the window and yapping in my direction with their widdle round faces that look like they smile and their widdle round black eyes...
I very nearly came back home with half a dozen puppies in my arms.
And I dunwanna think of where the unsold puppies go, or if they always manage to sell all their animals...