“Save on forklifts.”
Because that’s just what every woman needs to get through a Wednesday. A forklift.
In other news, didn’t quite catch Gaby in time to keep her from killing a sparrow this evening. I caught her chasing down something in the backyard, and hoped it was a mouse. But she had been hanging around the shrub in which the sparrows congregate, so I had a sick feeling….
Poor little mite. We have them by the zillions around here, but still.