L. and I visited a Flat Coated Retriever breeder last week. The breeder asked us if we'd like to see her Golden pups to which we said, "Of course!" At twelve days old one eye was open on one pup.
The restaurant in the city was closed, thus preventing the delivery of the promised deep fried Mars bar. His solution was to make four. Verdict? Homemade from now on!
Why yes, we totally built a cat for fun. What of it?