Monday, December 10, 2007

Strange Conversations


One of the Housekeeping staff at the Care Center adores my pug. Every time she sees me I know exactly what she'll say:

How is my, er, I mean YOUR dog?

A few days ago she caught me off guard though.

How is your dog? I want to take him home and spend the night with him. I like him better than my husband.

I know she hopefully probably didn't mean it the way it sounded, but it still threw me for a loop.

Perhaps I didn't realize how much she really does like him!

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