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I need to get out more
I got into an argument with my dog this morning. M= Me. P= Penny
M: Stop trying to chew my shoe laces while they are on my feet!!
P: Stop yanking on my collar all the time!
M: I don't yank your collar all the time.
P: You do to
M: Do not
P: Do to
M: Fine, maybe I do, but if you'd act like a better dog I wouldn't have to yank on it. I'm training you to be an obedience dog! You know what means? Obedient, you are supposed to follow directions, do what I tell you to do. You were put on this earth to serve ME! I am your master, I OWN you!!!
P: (starts laughing at me, so hard that she falls on the floor and starts rolling) Rub my tummy Mom.
M: Pbthth (bends down and rubs the tummy)
P: How's that OBEDIENCE training going for you Mom?
M: Pbththt..... Mangey Mutt.
I swear, that's exactly how it happened.