I have crazy dreams. I mean CRAZY. Many times I will tell whatahusband about what happened in my mind the night before and he always responds with..."where did THAT come from?!?!?"
Well, last night I dreampt that one of my oldest and dearest friends emily and I started our own dog poop-scooping business complete with a company van painted by yours truely.
Our slogan? "Living the dream."
The really sad part? We brought Norman along to all our jobs, and he pooped in all the yards we visited.
7 years ago
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