Dear Mom,
Today Ron brought me to his favorite store out here, Farm and Tractor Supply. They have a bit of everything, even bunnies. The I convinced him to let me go in the pet supply store in the same plaza that I had never been in--as you know, things are so hard to find around here you need to have a running list of what has what in your head. Mom, this was the most twilight zone pet store I had ever been in. It was like when people have that disorder where they hoard things. There was merchandise that must have been in there since 1987. We looked for a bigger collar for Tucker (meh, didn't like anything), but we did find cheap skateboarding helmets, one very large (pet) rat, a whole bunch of hair salon products, an assortment of small sized fragrances, collectible coins, baseball cards, bowling cards (who would want trading cards of bowlers?) and a whole bunch of birds, but many weren't for sale. They were just for looking at. There were signs that the bottom row of birds were Jack's Personal Birds for Display Only Not For Sale. Then we had to go because there wasn't one molecule of oxygen left in the place.
Love,
Ruth
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Dear Ruth,
I vote for the Farm and Tractor Supply! I'm rather fond of shops that have enough air.
Did you see that news item of the KFC in NYC ( I think that's where it was) that had rats, tons of them, running all over the floor, counters, etc.? The health dept closed the store down. Think of how Pet Store Jack could add to his Personal Display of pet rats if he could get a hold of a few of those. Then there would be no fresh oxygen left in the store, and no place to put your feet.
I've been knitting. Tomorrow I simply must move around more. But snow is forecast, so I may just run around through the rooms.
Are you getting a bunny? I know Ron would love one. After all, he could get it at his favorite store without any effort at all.
Love,
mom
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