Sunday afternoon the five of us were pulling into One Kellogg Place so that we could eat some delish Chinese food at Panda Express when Little Missy saw just what I did not want her to see: the waving pet store employee on the corner with a sign that said, “Free Puppy Kisses Inside.” Immediately the requests of, “Oooh can we go there?” shot from the backseat.
Here’s my problem with pet stores and my children: they always want a pet. Of course they do, they are children with holes in their lives that can only be filled by beings that pee and poop in places other than the toilet. I don’t want any more animals living in my house.
At lunch, Little Missy asked again. Then Baby Chickadee jumped on the request train. So I laid down the law. “We can go in but you guys are not to ask us for anything. No whining, no bargaining to come back with your own money. We are not bringing any more animals into our house, not even with your money. We are not putting a single penny into that store.”
Hubby looked at me. “I think you’ve made it pretty clear.”
But they are smart little kids, you know? They always find a technicality and I was trying to close any and every loophole that may have been hanging out there, just waiting to be exploited by a cute little kid with big eyes.
Then Hubby whispered only to me and pointed out, “We need cat collars.”
WHICH WE TOTALLY NEED CAT COLLARS so that our new little kitties will not be catnapped AGAIN (Story later? Maybe?) for the third time.
I shook my head and waved dismissively. “We can get them at Walmart.”
The three Fox children did really well inside the pet store. They looked at the fish and the birds and the lizards with nary a request to bring one home, either that day or a day in the future.
But I did find some cat collars on clearance, cheaper than Walmart’s selection. So I picked three out and showed them to Hubby. “I am going to buy these.”
And my sweet husband, wanting me to save face with my children, nodded and turned to find the kids. “I’ll distract them.”
I paid for my purchases, threw in a toy for our dog Molly, and stuffed the contraband in my purse.
Later that afternoon we gave the kids the collars for their kitties and SO FAR they still have not called me out on the fact that I totally went against my word of not spending a single penny in that store. Which they totally could bust me for this. Maybe their kitties in cute collars made them forget the law I laid down and quickly broke.