While happily wasting my afternoon online, looking up tv-show recaps and refreshing Twitter, I heard a rhythmic thumping noise over my right shoulder. Knowing that both little ones were still napping, I chalked it up to the dogs and ignored it.
Then it happened again, only with some added rolling around, sniffing, licking, leg-biting and playful yipping.
I told the offending animals to cool it, and went back to my reading.
More rhythmic thumping ensued, and when I glanced at the dogs, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing: Our dogs, both fixed (or the vet has some ‘splaining to do!), were going at it like a couple of clumsy (incestuous!) teenagers. It.
Oh. My. GOSH.
Both dogs were immediately banished to the snowy backyard, in hopes that their libidos were frozen. PERMANENTLY.
In a separate-but-related story, Kenny will learn not to leave his Snuggie on the floor anymore…