Way back before there was technology there was a barter system. You know, I'll give you a goat from my farm for 20 ears of corn. Oh that's a good idea. I'll take 5 of those ears of corn and trade them for a new pair of shoes. I like that plan. So I am willing to give 50 pound bags of sugar and speech therapy to anyone willing to fix B.J.'s car or treat my dogs UTI. Anyone? Anyone? Right we need to just cross our fingers and hope we hit the lottery. If we don't it will just be a couple more months and we will get back in a good place. On a nice positive side is that my pants are all fitting better.
And how in the world does a dog get a UTI?
And how in the world does a dog get a UTI?
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