I was in my usual bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, cheerful stumbling down the stairs, eyes-half-open-until-I-get-to-the-bottom-of-this-diet-coke mood. But even I had to laugh at my girl this morning.
Carlie was lying there minding her very own business. Bentley was super excited about us being awake with him at such ahorrendous I mean, early hour. He jumped up a couple of times to get Carlie's attention. She gave him none. So he jumped up and nipped at her. She flipped out. Given her propensity for drama. I expected no less.
She was hysterical. Obviously, I wasn't sympathetic enough. (I could not even see a scratch, mind you) Through her crocodile tears she managed to say. "Mama you don't even care! And it really hurt! Bentley got me with his cani (she pronounced it cay-nye) teeth!".
I guess the dog's "cay-nye" teeth are sharper.
Carlie was lying there minding her very own business. Bentley was super excited about us being awake with him at such a
She was hysterical. Obviously, I wasn't sympathetic enough. (I could not even see a scratch, mind you) Through her crocodile tears she managed to say. "Mama you don't even care! And it really hurt! Bentley got me with his cani (she pronounced it cay-nye) teeth!".
I guess the dog's "cay-nye" teeth are sharper.
But aren't all dog's teeth called canine?
God love her! That girl is precious!
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