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If someone could explain the recent internet obsession with poo, I’d be obliged.
It’s everywhere I look these days and each product seems to get progressively worse. Case in point?
Sherbet the Shitting Flamingo.
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Whaaaat?
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This begs the question… what happens if Sherbet doesn’t make it to the toilet on time?
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Look how gleefully this child feeds the bird. You can almost feel her excitement at the result….
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Gone. In a see through commode.
I’m sure it will be a best seller.
Sigh.
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Obsessed with the great outdoors…
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And it’s plethora of feathered inhabitants.
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It was my original intent to keep him an indoor boy… no fleas, ticks or fear of being run over. We live in a rural area and there’s not much traffic, but we’re also on one of the only straight sections of our road and people fly by when trying to pass. We lost a cat that way and it was heartbreaking.
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All our previous kitties have been indoor/outdoor.
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But I’m thinking how pissed he’ll be if we start traveling again and he’s stuck inside after a taste of freedom.
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Thoughts?
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As you already know, my husband is the king of free. He can’t pass up anything, no matter how useless…. as long as he doesn’t have to pay for it.
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This has driven me nuts for years and I have never, ever! felt the need to join him in his obsession.
Until last week.
When I saw this on our local Facebook page:
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Pre-Covid our plan was to replace all the flooring in our home. (Post Covid? Holy crap, I don’t want strange people in my house!) Along with that plan would have come long overdue new furniture, to include coffee tables. So since the plan went out the window with the plague, I thought why not? This looks good… and it might be a nice interim fix.
I should have known.
When the husband lifted it out of the truck? It jiggled…. and never even made it into the house. What an utter piece of junk! Fake wood, loose glass and legs so unsteady dropping a napkin on it would probably cause it to collapse.
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Out it went, in front of our house.
How bad was it?
The damn thing was there for a week and though lots of people looked, no one wanted it.
Next stop?
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The recycle center.
Where I left it…. and my desire to ever pick up anything marked free again.
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