By the way, Happy Fourth of July everyone!!
I went over to Mom & Dad's today and we had grilled pork chops. Yum. We were talking about the events of yesterday, and my mom asked what exactly we were going to do with Puddy when the time came. We figured that my Dad would just come and get him. This is when this conversation happened:
Mom (to Puddy): "What's your favorite toy at home, Puddy? You'll have to bring it when you come stay with me!"
Dad (to Mom): "That dog has plenty of toys over here already."
Mom (to Dad): "Wick, he only has TWO, and he might want another one."
Dad (to Mom): "Well, okay."
Mom (to me): "What about his heartworm stuff? When do you give it to him? Where is it?"
Me (to Mom, half joking): "I have to pack a bag for myself for when I go to the hospital, so I'll just pack a bag for Puddy, too"
Mom (to me): "That's a great idea!! Pack him a bag, but you should do it soon, just in case."
Mom (to Puddy, very excitedly): "We're gonna buy so many treats!!"
I swear my Mom surprises me every day. Remember, this is the same woman who wouldn't allow our family dog on the beds. It makes me laugh.
1 comment:
yeah, but, is Pudster allowed on the beds? Parents just seem to get all nice and shit as they get older! :) :) It's kind of funny :)
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