I meant to post this one a while ago, reminded tonight when Seamus asked me 'when am I going to get a new pet balloon?' What is a pet balloon? It looks something like this:
This was from the summer after a parade. Seamus dragged "Balloony" around for a few hours, as if it was an animal on a leash. Needless to say, I banned the germy piece of latex from entering our house, so Balloony lasted even shorter than a carnival goldfish. But, alas, he holds a special place in our hearts.
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