A few weeks ago we went to see Caroline for parent's weekend at Furman. We had some free time to kill so she took us to an antique store she thought we might like because in the back part of the store, they have an area cordoned off for chickens and roosters for sale. The fact that Caroline thought this might interest me is somewhat disturbing because she knows how I feel about any additional animals at the Poole House. If we could come up with a way to make money off of animal poop, we would be millionaires with all the poop that comes from 2 cats, three dogs, 5-15 peacocks, 8-15 mallards and 5-15 deer. Sorry, I digress--
I am always up for a visit to an antique store--but this one could also qualify as a haunted house.
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