my parents want a puppy for ages but also are campers so choice is, getting rid of the caravan and go for a pup..or being away whenever they want at the campsite... wich you can't do with a puppy.. At their campsite no dogs are allowed..
2 weeks ago my mom apped me at 15.45 Sunday afternoon.. can you look for a bench?? A big one... And a rope to chew on, a blanket and a pillow or dog bed..
I said sure, when do you need it... Answer: eeehhmmm tonight???
Meanwhile it was 16:55 and all the stores in Lelystad closed at 17:00, so I went to Almere, luckily stores were opened there till 18:00, but it's a half hour drive, not a parking spot nearby, and my eldest had a bruised ankle.. My girls and I jumped in the car and went to the store... wasn't sure I was going to be able to fix a bench, so was MacGyvering some kind of divider (in my mind ofcourse) on the way... I already reacted on internet for a big bench and the person called when we were on our way to Almere where she seemed to live..we could pick it up when we came back from the store, what a luck.. we were at the store ten minutes before closing, grabbed everything we needed and went further for the bench. Folded the bench, stuffed it in my little car, I even could close the tailgate.. My dad always says I can't take anything with me in my little car, Well I can! Ha! My girls were holding it, so it wouldn't move any unwanted directions , and I was sitting with my nose
almost against the windshield, but we had everything a puppy needed in the first night at a new home..
My mom often grumbles at me for being impulsive..I am impulsive??? But I can understand it, everytime I see him...The whole story still makes me smile over and over again..
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