This afternoon at work I got an excited phone call from home.
"Angus got a package!"
I mean, we're not new to deliveries for our dogs. Years ago when Cub had her hip surgery she got a balloon bouquet. Nothing's happened lately, though, for The Boy to have reason to receive shipments.
But indeed, here's the package, addressed to The Boy himself.
(They got his age wrong. He just turned 4 in April.)
Notice it's from MySurvey.com, which means that The Alpha and his quest to get free gift cards had something to do with this shipment.
Inside, there was...
TWENTY POUNDS of dog food!!!! (Yes, folks, half The Boy's body weight!)
Better yet, TWENTY POUNDS of dog food in the brand, and flavor, that we already know he likes because it's what we buy him anyway!
This survey's going to be so easy, The Boy could fill it out himself. Even with the no-thumbs challenge.