A sad turn of events....Mini-vibes needed.

[MiddleFingerMom]

10. 45 years ago, despite MiddleFingerMomMom's lining all us kids up and giving us...

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... a VERY stern no-nonsense, no-ifs-ands-or-buts-about-it directive of, "NO LIVE ANIMALS
OF ANY KIND WILL BE GIVEN AS A CHRISTMAS GIFT!!!!", I simply could NOT resist buying
that cute little gerbil for my little brother (I had never seen one before).
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She was quite the little escape artist. We would frantically search EVERYWHERE without any
luck. We'd usually catch her when our collie Sandy would spot her in the open and start
barking at her frantically from several feet away... quite the badass until the gerbil would
move the slightest bit towards her.
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Then and only then would Sandy STFU and proceed to pee herself (on the other hand, she
was the sweetest dog in the world).
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I bet that gerbil wished that she had a buddy so she could call him over and say, "Watch
me make that dog pee herself."
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We'd ALWAYS catch her, though.
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Eventually.
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Take heart in this, femmocrat... sometimes it was VERY eventually.
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But ALWAYS.
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