My wife says the boog the chocolate lab is my Rudy
He tosses man under the bus unintentionally. Boog is down to 79 pounds as he cannot be active as he used to with his hip issues. And my wife and our sons have played a big part in this. So today feeding him and our golden retriever dinner. I hooked em up I put in instant spuds and gravy from a pot roast from weekend in their dishes with dry dog food.
So I head out to get our sons from after school weight lifting as I give the furry boys dinner . And my wife calls asking me what all I fed the dogs. Instantly I smell a perjury trap I’m like ok deflect.
Man - on blue tooth huh what did you say dear wife kind like I did as kid in army with this one lieutenant
Seriously one time the LT called over radio for us to dig a 50 cal in and it was like 12 below out. And the four dudes on the apc looked at me what are we gonna do corporal. I said relax we ain’t digging in the ma deuce he’s a moron. So I’m trying what worked in 86 with my wife.
Wife- so you gave them potatoes how did she know she informed me my boog climbed on couch with her. And the Golden was cleaning potatoes off the boogs muzzle. You know what the vet said about watching his weight and his hips. I owned up I said I know but he gives me that look.
She then laughed and said he is your Rudy I said thanks boog as she was on speaker phone. I got a wag wag she said hey lady how does the man get in your phone.
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