
He had just come in from playing outside and was lounging comfortably in the chair in our bedroom, reading a magazine. When I walked in and noticed that he was dripping sweat, I told him to hit the shower immediately. Uncharacteristically, he didn't protest, which struck me as odd. But imagine my shock when I heard him say "Yeah, I better get a shower since there's dog dirt on the back of my shirt."
Hope that brain is having a great time!
4 comments:
you sure do love you some google images huh jen?? EEEEeewwwww!
LOL! I knew you'd love that picture Steph. If it makes you feel any better, it IS fake!
How's the chair smelling? Considering there isn't a much worse smell than dog dirt where it doesn't belong.
Lori's dogs run stright to our living room every time they come over. And leave us a little presant. Good thing they are cute. Jeanne
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