The search for the perfect pet leads to a Pig
“What the (expletive) is that?” screeched the man laying down my new carpet, as he danced around the room, trying to escape the creature sniffing his shoes.
“That’s just my rabbit,” I said.
“Sorry, ma’am, but that is no rabbit.”
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