We have a pretty awesome, farty dog. This is where Matt would butt in and say "he must take after the lady of the house" & that statement is absolutely 100% false 20% of the time;)
Last night, I went up to our office & Harley, as he frequently does, followed me upstairs to see what I was doing. He finds me sitting at the desk searching the internet for a yoga class that I have good intentions of going to and all of a sudden comes this huge long fart, sounding very much like a human fart, but from my Harley. I looked over to him and he is laying down, wagging his tail and looking up at me with his eyes only as if to say "I would tell you it wasn't me but obviously it was...& wow do I feel better". I tried to hold my laughter in as if I was worried that I would embarrass him if he saw me react, but I simply couldn't hold it in any longer. Mainly because it was hilarious.
It was way more funny then when he hot boxes me in the car with a "silent but deadly" one. That is only funny to me when it happens to Matt! My mom is probably going to ask me what hot boxing is....well mom, the definition according to the urban dictionary is below. Just replace the weed with Harley's smelly farts and you will get what I mean:
Hot Boxing per http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hotbox :
A hotbox is an air-tight room or vehicle that contains one or more pot-smokers smoking one or more joints. The exhaled smoke and the smoke coming from the joint, unable to escape, circulates and thus is breathed in and is not wasted. Smokers in a hotbox may find themselves totally fucked beyond the point of speech after about 30 minutes. Hotboxing is an event that requires some amount of planning, but ensures optimal weed usage.
I hope this post has been a good learning experience for all readers:)
As it relates to stealing babies, mine are great! Last weeks 12 week appointment shows that heartbeats are solid and growing like babies should. I am cutting back on my anti-nausea drugs and feeling good, but really freaking hungry! Watch out Vegas....I'm going to hit your buffets like the hungry hungry hippo next week.
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