As I make chicken and rice for the dog…not because I’m an awesome dog mom that custom makes his food, but because we’re out of dog food, and I’m too tired to go to Target…
Caolinn: “What are you cooking him?”
Me: “Rice and chicken.”
Caolinn: “Rice!? Can he eat rice!?”
Me: “Rice is one of the main ingredients in his normal food…and he’s a dog…dogs are supposed to survive on rodents and twigs, in the wild.”
Caolinn: “Won’t rice make him explode?”
Me: “He’s not a friggin’ seagull, Caol.”
Caolinn: “Are you sure?”
Me: “Am I sure that the dog isn’t a seagull? Yes…I’m sure the dog isn’t a seagull. Are you sure you’re in the gifted program?”
Caolinn: *eye roll* “I can’t wait to go to college.”
Me: “Make sure to major in zoology. Lesson one…dogs don’t have wings.”
Caolinn: *sigh*
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 