The other night I awoke from a deep sleep with a refreshing open mouthed yawn. I was greeted with a warm wet tongue. TMI? Yes, it was Dudley who apparently wanted to sample some of my morning breath. That is when I shoved him off the bed, ran to the bathroom, and brushed my teeth four times. I trashed the toothbrush and am now on my way to buy a new one. I don't mind a good snuggle with the Dudster, but French kissing is going too far. A girl's gotta have her standards.
The good news: Due to this post the scary Tyra Banks photo is no longer on the page.
The bad news: Feeling violated every time I look at that tongue. : (
*Shudder* Not a dog lover.
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GROSS!!!! That is something I wouldn't want to wake to. I have a hard time just having morning breath let alone a dog tongue added to that. No thanks.
ReplyDeleteEww!!!! I can honestly say, though, I've been in your place before but with Potter. Gross....
ReplyDeleteAh. The joys of pet ownership. This is why I let my kids enjoy your pets.
ReplyDeleteYou are hilarious. Way to turn a heinous trauma into serious entertainment!
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