Those moments when you think to yourself, "WT heck?"
Daniel and Smokey.
(Daniel is the human bean.
Smokey, apparently, is the dog.)
Lindsay sent me this picture, apparently assuming I know what's going on.
I don't.
I'm not sure if that's our dog, or if they're pet-sitting, or if they grabbed the neighbor's dog for a picture, or what.
So, this might be my dog. Oh, the things they never tell you when you're not home. . .
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If you got a dog, I'm jealous now :)
Just in from home. . .
Daniel IS ours, but Smokey is Randall's ex-roommate's dog.
Mum took the picture so in later years Daniel doesn't complain that we older kids had all the good pets - rabbits, cats galore, goats, a dog, some assorted lizards, a bird, and a baby brother - and he never got any. Pretty smooth propaganda move there.
So don't be jealous of our non-dog. But you can be jealous of my little brother still, cuz he's cuter than yours. . .
He is adorable, but so is Michael. Michael's just twice as tall, that's all. Big people get no sympathy.
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