You know how I said TW’s mother likes her dog? Well she does but… on Monday, just as I was writing about how the rest of us dislike her dog, partly because he looks at us… this is what I heard coming from the living room:
TW’s mother: What? What do you want?
Silence
TW’s mother: I don’t know what you want!
Silence (except for my stifled giggles)
TW’s mother: I think the dog needs to go out!!!!!!
Me: He just came in, he doesn’t need to go out.
TW’s mother: I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT!
Silence
TW’s mother: (frantically) What do you want??????????
Me, to TW: Apparently she doesn’t like it when he looks at her either.
TW’s mother: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Silence
TW’s mother shuffles into the office, on the way to her bedroom, a few minutes later…
TW’s mother: I don’t know what he wants. He just kept looking at me.
TW: Welcome to the club.
Hilarious. I guess noone’s safe from this dog’s dagger stares….at least he doesn’t play favorites. Your club is growing…
I know I am slow and haven’t been keeping up well on my google reader but this just cracked me up. Thanks Denise I needed it!