My Tasha Girl Tote Bag
Her only exercise is to get up for food or water
or to relieve herself in her private chamber.
I walk her outside about two or three times a week
but she's no sooner outdoors then she wants to retreat
back to her comfy spot indoors with me.
Her tired old legs are stiff and can't handle the flight of stairs
Thank goodness for My Tasha Girl tote bag.
Her four legs easily fit into the four holes in the center of it.
Each side has a handle and when I hold them together she's a perfect fit.
This makes her journey up and down the stairs more bearable for her
being that much like a piece of luggage, I'm basically carrying her.
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