Ysabell: *tug tug tug*
(Our medicine-by-mail comes in these thick, opaque plastic envelopes that Ys can’t gnaw into little pieces–just hole punch–so she gets to play with them under supervision.)
Ysabell: *tug tug tug*
(Our medicine-by-mail comes in these thick, opaque plastic envelopes that Ys can’t gnaw into little pieces–just hole punch–so she gets to play with them under supervision.)
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ysabell: cough up the footies and ferretone or i will continue to hole punch this bag! grrrr!