Yesterday at Walmart I bought the overnight bladder protection pads for my dog. Really, they are not for me. I have a 4 year old house-trained furry friend who occasionally can’t wait for me to take him outside. So he wears these things called bellybands around his boy parts in case he gets the urge to mark something in the house. The bladder pads lock the liquid inside the pad and make cleanup a snap.

Did I tell the young cashier lady that they were for my dog and give her an overly long explanation of how bellybands work during the evening checkout rush? Of course I did.

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