My first jokeOctober 8, 2012...... at 8:01 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment
One of the problems with getting a puppy is that
Iife changes. Before, when you discovered a brown mark on your duvet, you bent over, smelt and it and confidently declared it to be “Chocolate”.
Now, you come upon a suspicious brown stain and your heart starts beating a little bit faster….
“is it chocolate?, is it chocolate?, is it chocolate?” as you ask your partner to lean down and confirm your worst nightmare!
And what does any self-respecting man do? He runs off to the office and ensures somebody else bathes the puppy.
I wonder why she called me a “bastardo” as I left this morning???