PETZ $ STOCKZ

[janice shell]

lol, when I was a teenager we had a black miniature poodle. Mornings weren't a problem, since my parents (and I, on school days) were up early. On winter nights, though, Susie wanted to do her thing and do it quickly; it got very cold in Indiana.

If somebody wasn't waiting at the door to let her in, she'd get pissed off, and go hide between bushes and the house. She was, of course, impossible to see, and she wouldn't come when called. So we'd have to go out and look for her...