My wife and I kept our daughter’s dog while she was deployed. I took the dog to a Dogs R Us for a veterinarian appointment. As I was paying for the work, the cashier said, “You’ve got your baby.” I said, “It is a dog.” She got all embarrassed and said, “My bad.” That was Strike Two. She said nothing else, thereby avoiding Strike Three.
An internet posting for a “lost baby.”
Bull shit. It’s a dog. Anybody who says his/her dog is just like my children needs to see a shrink.
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