Me: Little Dog, go pee.
Little Dog: Nope.
Me: Yep.
Little Dog: Nope.
Me: Why not?
Little Dog: It’s raining.
Me: So?
Little Dog: So I’ll hold it.
Me: You haven’t gone since this morning.
Little Dog: Wrong. I haven’t gone since last night.
Me: Why not?
Little Dog: I hate getting my feet wet. You know that.
Me: Look, at some point…
Little Dog: Let me just cut you off right there. I’m not going out in the rain.
Me: I’m worried you’ll make yourself sick.
Little Dog: I’ve got a plan.
Me: What’s that?
Little Dog: The grandmother visits on Tuesdays.
Me: And?
Little Dog: And it’s Tuesday.
Me: So?
Little Dog: So, when she walks in the door, I’m going to get excited.
Me: As you do.
Little Dog: In fact, I’m going to get so “excited” that I accidentally lose control of my bladder.
Me: Wait a minute.
Little Dog: You know me. Sometimes it happens.
Me: Do not pee on the floor.
Little Dog: As I said, I’ve got this covered.
BOL!
3 bum swings! 3 more!
Nose nudges,
CEO Olivia