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Each time I go to my bank, I walk past a pet store. That always has two windows full of puppies.

They're often sleepy and not paying attention, but this morning they were wide awake and followed me as I passed, putting their widdle paws on the window and yapping in my direction with their widdle round faces that look like they smile and their widdle round black eyes...

I very nearly came back home with half a dozen puppies in my arms.

And I dunwanna think of where the unsold puppies go, or if they always manage to sell all their animals...