As I was searching through my kitchen to find something, ANYTHING, to eat a few minutes ago, I stumbled upon these.
That's right, 100% natural dog treats brought to you by a nun. Many thoughts came to my head.
1. My mom has always seemed crazy to me, but this discovery cemented my opinion.
2. I just want to know why she hasn't found something so perfect for herself sooner. (Nuns and dogs=what my mom thrives on)
3. I was pissed we didn't have any real food.
4. I realized this is a common thing for me, and
5. that's just sad.
There's a quite charming drawing of Sister Joan with her German Shepherd on the back. How sweet.
Oh yeah, school starts on Monday. Sucks.