So, next weekend we'll get our fifth dog. A poodle. A very old, spoiled poodle. *headdesk* I might consider crying now but I'm at work. Okay, 'cause ageing finally caught my greataunt (born 1921), she can no longer take care of her dog and so we get the bitch. *oh dear Lord, why me* To be totally honest one more dog isn't that much more work but still. Our neighbours already think we're strange, soon they'll call Kupittaa.
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