We have two dogs, one of which has decided to come into heat. Yeah, I know…we need to spay her and neuter him. Trying to take care of him this week. In the meantime, we are keeping them separated. He's not taking it to well; he's miserable.

In his miserableness this morning, the Drama Queen wanted to know what was wrong with him. I remarked that he can't take it because he just wants to be with Roxy, to which my husband commented,

"Just admit it, it's all males. They all get this way around certain women."

To which I remarked, "Yeah, Daddy loves me so much, he'd do anything for me."

The Drama Queen interrupts and starts telling us,

"Yeah, Daddy loves me so much, he gave me clothes, he gave me a crib, he gave birth to me….."

At which point, I quickly interrupt and state, "Let me get this straight, dear, I gave birth to you."

(She does know that, by the way, it was just a slip of the tongue.)

Daddy went into fits of hysteria, stating one can never take that away from a women because she will always remind you that it was she that gave birth to her children!

Oh my goodness…we laughed so hard!

Now if only we could get Joey to stop howling and whining and eat something…………..