And did I mention exactly how the dog was able to get into the cabinet? Because the temperature was

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During the night the puppy, who at the age of 13 months should really know better, got into the cabinet under the kitchen vanity fair by william thackeray sink and ate the expensive-looking tube of mystery cream my husband gave me in my Christmas stocking. It is a product I’d never heard of and never knew I needed; apparently you use it to condition cutting boards. Instead it might kill the dog by sundown.
And did I mention exactly how the dog was able to get into the cabinet? Because the temperature was forecast to drop below zero last night, and some chirpy Facebook post told me I should leave the under-sink cabinets open so my pipes wouldn’t freeze.
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