Live to shop, shop to live.
On a whim I decided to drop by a local retail establishment. Upon arrival I discovered that arrangements had been made for my mobility. The accommodations were most acceptable.
Riding in style
The store is called “Target” (pronounced “Tar-zhay” by those in the know) and I had a deliriously happy excursion there. Although the baby clothing section kept Mother and Father occupied, the highlight for me was the wall of flat screen television sets. I insisted that Father drive me back and forth in front of them. Exquisite!