The other day my husband leans over Gus and me like he's going to give us a nice hug or something. Instead, he smells me. Then he smells the dog.
Me: What are ya doin??
Him: Trying to figure out which of you smells.
BAH!
Mah-waige! It'sh what bwings ush togevah today! A bwessed event-ah. A dweam wiffin a dweam...
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