Reason #257 why we should not get a pet….
Once, when visiting my sister-in-law- my then 4 year old son carried around her miniature Terrier for a week. Not in an “aawww, how sweet” way- but with his tiny little stalker hands clutched around her mid-section like a kid afraid someone would steal his ice cream cone.
One afternoon, he dipped her in the pool to rinse her off after a big afternoon of play. When he brought her in dripping, with her little legs dangling beneath her, my ever-so-patient sister-in-law said “I don’t think Sadie likes that, honey”.
The following day when my son once again returned with a wet and shaking, terrified puppy, my sister-in-law said “It looks like someone put Sadie in the pool”.
To which he replied “Nope. Looks like someone put Sadie in the toilet”!