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Originally Posted by Yorkie3 I could go one better than that... I would usually go to bed first and Franny (my poodle) would come to bed with me. Well, hubby would come to bed (in his birthday suite) and pretend he was going to get me. Yeah, that's right, Franny saw that thing hanging there and bit it. Left a 1 inch scratch on the thing dangling, if you get my meaning. All I saw was hubby pulling his arm back like he was going to hit my baby, so I grabbed him up to safety. Hubby never played that game again.....LOLOL |
OOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!! Poor baby....little franny all traumatized for life!!!ROTFLMAO!!! One night me and my hubby were "snuggling" and whiskey was at the foot of the bed...she sneaked up under the covers and licked him on his "taint" as he calls it!!! he shot up so fast and screamed!!! he told me later he thought I was trying something new but then it registered that we were kissing so that wasn't MY tongue...poor whiskey hauls her patootie everytime she sees daddy in the nekkeds. I still laugh every time I think of it!!!