Sitting on the lovesac cuddling while the Furry Shrew is taking a nap. Husband leans in to give Katie a big fat kiss on the lips and stops seconds before, centimeters away from said luscious lips to observe-
"Smells like dog."
Katie, stunned, blinks. Immediately his eyes widen in panic and backpedaling commences.
"The Lovesac! The Lovesac! Not you! You don't smell like a dog!"
Katie gains revenge by blogpost. She emerges victorious again.
Please blog every day. I love it.
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