Several weeks ago, Iza Lambie and I discussed taking a trip
to the Glorious Temple of Petco.
I contemplated picking her up in the Furrari,
but she'd already seen that.
So instead, I found a couple of friendly horsies and they obliged.
We arrived in style at the nearest branch. You know
both Iza and I are very fond of our noms, so we were pretty excited!
In fact, we were so overcome after our little carriage ride
that we succumbed to our need for a nappy
right in the center aisle. It was comfier than it looks. . .
let me tell you, Iza-Lambie's floofy tum is softer than a fev-ver pillow!
After our nap, Iza-Lambie was hunnnn-greeeez!
She thought these Georges looked pretty tasty
but I had some qualms as they looked at me
I am fainter of heart than the Mighty Huntress...
...so I persuaded her to accept a delicious can of Duck instead.
Then we teleported home for a well-deserved cuddle
before I headed back to the City by the Bay.
All-in-all, a purrfect Sunday with my Lambie-Chop.