My little sister Morgan got herself a puppy yesterday. He's a 2 month old beagle-lab mix that she named Charlie Bean. He's a real cutie, but she's already learning the responsibilities of pet ownership. "Aw man, he's drinking again, that means he's gonna have to pee in a little while." She called me this morning after her first night as a mommy, exhausted. Heheh. Welcome to the world grasshopper.
I drove my mom to see the camel in my neighborhood yesterday. He's really friendly and came right up to the car. He even let me feed and pet him. He didn't spit though, thank goodness. Wait, is it camels that spit or llamas?