Papa And Pups

| Related | May 1, 2013

(My sister, her daughter and I are sitting in my sister’s car. We want to go for a walk in the park, and we’re waiting for my sister’s husband to bring the dog from her garden.)

Daughter: “Why aren’t we going? What are we waiting for?”

Mother: “Don’t you think there’s someone missing?”

Daughter: “No?”

Mother: “Can’t you guess? He’s very small.”

Daughter: “Uh…”

Mother: “He’s also really, really hairy, and when he gets wet he smells like wet dog.”

Daughter: *slaps her forehead* “Of course! It’s Dad!”

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