I’m a Sucker for a Quadraped with Brown Eyes
Upon going to the bank for my car loan yesterday, I discovered that I didn’t need to put a down payment on the car. They cut me a check for the whole shebang, DMV registration and all. Apparently this is because the amazingly awesome guys at the dealership sold me the car at 86% of its actual value, so the bank is all “psh, yeah, $14k? yours!”.
And they tell me this when I have my down payment on me, in cash. And then I find the car will be ready in a couple hours, so Randy and I got to putz around Groton for a bit. Hello shopping!
So of course we stop at the smoke shop first, since I hadn’t been to the one out there yet. A little pre-holiday present for the two of us, to better deal with the holidays.
But then we went to the pet store (which is where, and I hate to admit this, my mom bought Anja. Yeah, she’s not a shelter dog, but I love her regardless.) I guess I am the type of person to buy presents for my pets before any of the people in my life, but I can deal with that. After making faces at all the puppies and ogling the small rodents section, I bought Anja a stocking full of new toys and I got the piggies a new bright red chew tube with some neon fluff in it. Granted, they’d probably have a better time with the paper bag it came in.
And so now I have these things in my pile o’ gifts to wrap (read: my couch) and its very hard not to just give them out now. You think puppy eyes are bad, they got nothing on piggies. They stare into your SOUL… from their little pink plastic igloo.
