Earlier today we were turning around in a Staples parking lot, and all of a sudden I saw this rooster in the middle of the parking lot. It saw me too, and ran toward the car. It wanted to get in. When I tried to drive away, it would chase the car. It kept looking at me. I asked Brandy if I could let it in the car and take it home to live with us. But she said no. She is mean like that.

She said the same thing a couple days ago about the squirrel that took advantage of the door we left open for Roscoe to come in and explore our kitchen. It was a cute squirrel. But Brandy didn’t like the notion of a squirrel in the house. So we couldn’t keep the squirrel either. Brandy is so mean.

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