Occasionally I go psycho and buy my body weight in blank note cards. Today at the The Ghetto Store I found these and they make me very happy. Because they were $1.50 and I love dogs. The Ghetto Store and places similar make me a crazy person. I feel as though six tiffany blue picture frames in different sizes are a reasonable purchase, all of a sudden I really need a lilliputian tea pot with bears dressed as Buckingham Palace guards. I need to stay out of The Ghetto Store.