Sometimes WeeBee is so similar to Daddy that it makes me laugh until I'm ready to cry.
My husband insists that any dog the size of your shoe is "not a real dog." This evening we were all sitting on the couch watching some dog trivia show, during most of which WeeBee kept calling out "Doggie! Woof! Doggie!" and waving at the tv. About 20 minutes into the show they focused on some ridiculously small creature you could put in a tissue box. (Unfortunately I forget the breed, as I was more interested in keeping my cup of tea from splashing all over the couch.) Suddenly I heard a little voice at my elbow say, "Nope! Not a dog!"
I looked down, and WeeBee had his head cocked to the side, staring at the little ball of fluff on tv, and repeated in a very serious voice, "Nope, not a dog!"
That's when I cracked up and gave up caring what happened to my cup of tea.
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