Get ice cream? Check.
Browse in an air conditioned store? Check.
Buy a pet? What???
I really meant to do laundry today. I mean, I'm one pair of panties away from going commando. But it's sooooo hot and the laundromat is bad on Saturdays. I'll go tomorrow. Yeah, that's right. Sorry, Denise. I won't be going to Fiber Fest after all. So, after a Popsicle from 7-11 and wandering around CVS, I impulsively drove to Petco on La Brea, you know, just to pet a dog or two. I bonded with an old lady over lizards and snakes, made faces at the birds for Miss Kendra's sake, tried in vain to find the rats cute, marveled at the cost of bunnies (Holy Moley!) and guinea pigs (Land Sakes!), I decided on the perfect pet for me.
So, without further ado--Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you: