I thought I had a pretty good deal getting Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee for Christmas until I opened my "other" gift.
A little context—I'm staying with someone who, even though she has pets, tends to be a bit fussy about having dog and cat hair everywhere. Me, I'm used to it—a little hair in your morning brew? No problem, just adds texture. Hair on your jacket? No problem, adds warmth.
But she's not as patient with it as I am, so when I opened her gift, it made perfect sense, though I thought it was a bit extreme.
The more I read the box, the harder I laughed, though I was sincerely hoping she wouldn't expect me to use these items on my pets while in her home.
I will admit I was kind of worried about how closely she watched me open the box, and I had a sinking feeling she really would expect my dogs to use these sweeper things. I knew they would never cooperate. Oh well, I could just bring my camper with me next time and stay out there, no problem.