Our vet's office has an unusual amenity in the waiting room: one of those old-timey popcorn carts.
Sometimes I fake a malady for one of the dogs just so I can grab a few fistfuls of stale popcorn that people have been digging around in with sick-animal germs and God knows what else on their mitts.
Our dog walker loves it, and we know all about her hygienic standards.
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uh... eww
I think I will encourage Dr. Amy to get on of those it would be just as gross as those mints at the cash register in diners that Karel always told me were covered in urine.
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