stopped by a salvation army on the way home from the post office, because i'm a hoarder. came across a rather impressive collection of small dog figurines with a poor little t-rex in the middle of it all. the collection was dusty and old and the most heartbreaking part was that they were are carefully hand labelled on the bottom. collections like this usually end up at the salvation army when someone dies, and the family just donates all their stuff. so sad! i picked out two of the dogs, a boston terrier and a scottie, and the store manager was feeling super christmasy cause she tried to hug me when she saw me, and wouldn't take any money for the dogs. cadeaux! cadeaux!