By SparseRunner


With K away paddleboarding for the day, when I went on the ritual Friday afternoon shopping trip, Django was alone in the house. When he didn't come down to the door on my arrival, and I found him lying with his head on the floor and ears back, I guessed he'd done something wrong. 

We now have a shrimp and snail food sprinkler!

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