I remember as a child going to the bank with my mother or father and hoping that the teller would be so gracious as to give me a lollipop. Times they have a changed!
Elvis (my chihuahua/yorkie mix) went to run some errands with me today. He likes to ride in my truck. I can open the truck door and he'll hop right on in. Anyways......he enjoys the barn and all of its wonderful smells. I had to make a quick stop at the bank. Drive-thru of course! I hardly ever go in. I give the teller my stuff and she quickly returns my receipt and a Scooby S
nack! WHAT?!?!
nack! WHAT?!?! Now don't get me wrong....I'm not complaining......I was more taken by how times have changed. It took Elvis half a second to devour the snack. I know he was delighted. -JGR
