The Cold Veritas Of Dog Ownership

| USA | Related | August 22, 2012

(I come into the house one afternoon to find my daughter crawling around on her knees, making a high-pitched noise. She doesn’t notice me.)

Daughter: “I’m a squirrel, Charlie! Come chase me!”

(Charlie is our dog. He looks at her, and then goes back to her bone.)

Daughter: “Well, boo on you too!”

(She’s 18, and leaving for Harvard in 3 days.)

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