Sarah wants to know:
Why do I keep getting e-mails about animals being raised by other species? You know, the pig and the zebra, the pig and the dog, the polar bear and the whatever.
And is it a bad thing that my life is so surrounded by poop that I didn't blink when I found dog poop on the floor today?
And why does my dog pick the bathroom to poop in? Is he really that smart?
Here's a place where Sarah writes what's on her heart and mind for whomever will read it. Sometimes it's hilarious, sometimes it's little pieces of life that I'm grateful for. Enjoy!
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