My husband and I went to Wal-Mart, this has been a while back. My mission was to buy the perfect toy for our puppy. I meticulously picked out a toy, as I tossed it in the air, feeling the texture and testing the durability, it fell to the floor and rolled under the display. Sadly, there was not a toy like it to be found on the rack so my only option was to retrieve my prize from beneath the display. As I blindly swept my hand, it stuck to something….a sticky trap with a dead rat, not a mouse. The spiders and bugs I did not mind, but with a rotten rat stuck to my hand I could not help but scream! My husband rescued me but it seemed as though it took us an hour to get it off!
Well then my man, you’ve come to the right place. This should be like shooting fish in a barrel.
I guess we can give Santa a break, this really is his last Friday to go out and get crazy before his crazy work week begins.
In life there are show-stoppers and show-watchers…I’ll let you decide which she is.