Quote Originally Posted by moosmom
I am SUCH a bad person!! While cleaning out my car, I found Carl the Cone in my trunk. So sad. He had his official PT tuxedo and name tag on, and he was all scrunched up amidst the "stuff".

I left him on the side of the road where I found him SOOOO many years ago with a pole up his butt. We didn't speak. He looked at me with this positive expression, like he knew he had a job to do. With tears in my eyes, I asked him to please forgive me, waved good-bye to him and said I'd miss him.

I know, you're all saying that there's a place in hell for someone as cruel as I am for not taking him to CT with me. But there are SO many other cones out there that need homes. I'm sure I'll come across one someday.

*hangs head, tears well with in eyes, shuffles off in shame"
Now, Donna I have a confession to make! I'm sorry I called him "Charlie" instead of "Carl". Wasn't thinking!