Envy

Let me paint you a picture: I'm sitting on the recliner, firing up the laptop, checking on LILL fabric status. Nick is sorting the LILL fabrics according to color - its his way of participating in the "fun" money that comes with being married to the Bag Lady.

Chino is laying on the floor next to Nick. He happens to be licking his part. I say part instead of parts because the other parts that would mean he had parts were removed at the ripe old age of 6 months. Because I really don't like the idea of part licking and then any other licking involving me, I say, "Chino, quit licking your di$k". To which Nick responds, "he's a dog, he can lick his parts if he wants to". I couldn't resist clarifying that he has a part and not parts...see above.

Anyways, I think Nick is a bit envious of Chino's ability to check in "down there" at a moment's notice, so he proceeds to tell Chino that he can lick whatever he wants. And then proceeds to tell me that Chino's parts should be the least of my concerns because Chino eats poop. Unphased, I asked when Chino was eating poop. Nick responds that he eats rabbit poop (see prior post), mulch, bugs, licks fence posts, garbage, eats and sniffs random turds (dog turds, goose turds), sticks, licks concrete, licks floors, eats fuzz, licks feet, tried to eat paint, actually enjoyed the anti-chew bitter juice that we tried to use when he was a puppy, not to mention the dead bird incident from a few weeks ago. You get the idea. He's 100% right, I have to say. It made me want to share this picture. It also makes me chuckle a little when Ithink of where that tongue has been. By the way, the bald head in this picture is Nick's brother, Mark.