Last night, Pup2 got turned outside by Mrs. NFB while she sat down to play video games. Pup2, as she does from time to time, caught herself a rabbit. Not seeing anyone calling her to the house, she proceeded to eat some of it.
My opinion once it was discovered was, that's what (some) dogs do. Thank her, tell her she's a good dog for protecting her yard, put the rest of it somewhere until it can be dealt with when she's not watching, then give her a few minutes to make sure she's not going to yack the part she ate up. Big whoop. And look at the bright side, when the end comes, we got us a provider. She catches at least a couple rabbits a month, and that's when there's no real need to in a fenced in yard. She always brings them to the door first. If we don't take them right away, she eats them. It's pretty clear she wants us to know we get dibs on any meat she catches. And that's pretty rocking.
Mrs. NFB has a breakdown about it. Not as bad as it used to be, because she's slowly gotten used to it. But when Pup2 digs in, she really can't handle it.
BB brings me a story today. His cell bill for all his family phones rings up around $250 over what it usually is. So, he starts going through the billing line by line to see what's up. His phone is fine. His wife's phone is fine. His son's phone is. . .
Whoah, that can't be right.
So, he calls. Turns out his son signed up for some game service - SIX TIMES. Then proceeded to download over seventy-five MB of games and videos.
His wife says, and this is a direct quote near as I heard, "You'd better stay between him and me tonight. Otherwise, you're going to have a body to get rid of."
A nine year old is gonna have to do a lot of yardwork and snow blowing to make up $250. Gotta say, that's impressive work.
Mrs. NFB should find relief that the worst of our "kid" problems is that we have a hunter among us. Which, in my mind, just means free food for the coming apocalypse. What's BB's kid contributing?
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