So your dog is a baby?
I took Lola out to pee last night, and one of our guests was sitting on the deck in the back. Lola ran up to him wagging her tail and did a submissive pee at his feet (like puppies do).
He started petting her and said "Oh you're a little piddler," and then turned to me and said "Don't worry I'm used to it. I have a little one too."
"Oh really?" I said, "wow, what kind?"
"A little boy. What's your dog's name?"
"Her name is Lola" I replied
"Oh that's a good name, my little guy is named Dwarkin, he's inside now"
"That's a cute name"
"Yes, Dwarkin Henry"
"How old is she?" he asked
"She's three months, I have another one inside who's six months. He's a schnauzer."
"And what kind is she?" He asked, "She's very beautiful, there's something about her"
"She's a labradoodle actually," I said "half lab and half poodle"
"That is an amazing combination, she's just lovely. We're going to get a puppy for Dwarkin when he's about two"
"That's a good idea," I said, "Then he'll have someone to play with and he won't be as lonely"
Our guest looked puzzled and said "Yes, it will be nice for him"
"What kind did you say yours was?" I asked again (I honestly couldn't remember)
"A little boy!"
"Oh," I said, "Oh!"
Suddenly I realized 'Good Lord! His dog is actually his biological son! How do I run away from here without looking like more of an idiot?'
"Which suite are you staying in?" sensing the awkwardness he changed the subject.
'Awesome!' I thought, 'he thinks I'm a guest...I won't tell him the truth and tomorrow he'll be gone and I'LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN'
"We're in suite number four upstairs" I smiled, "And you're in number two? Beautiful place isn't it? The people who run it are really nice."
'Now you're just getting greedy,' I thought, 'you'll never get away with this'
"I haven't actually met them, but the place is lovely," he said "We were really lucky to find it, what with Dwarkin and everything"
"Yes it's hard to find places to stay with little ones isn't it? Anyway I should get going. We're going to the inner harbour or something. Have you been?"
"Yes, it's a beautiful city"
"Okay, well enjoy your stay" And then I grabbed Lola and practically ran to the front of the house. Crisis averted. I am a terrific liar. Good cover. Congratulations Jennifer.
He started petting her and said "Oh you're a little piddler," and then turned to me and said "Don't worry I'm used to it. I have a little one too."
"Oh really?" I said, "wow, what kind?"
"A little boy. What's your dog's name?"
"Her name is Lola" I replied
"Oh that's a good name, my little guy is named Dwarkin, he's inside now"
"That's a cute name"
"Yes, Dwarkin Henry"
"How old is she?" he asked
"She's three months, I have another one inside who's six months. He's a schnauzer."
"And what kind is she?" He asked, "She's very beautiful, there's something about her"
"She's a labradoodle actually," I said "half lab and half poodle"
"That is an amazing combination, she's just lovely. We're going to get a puppy for Dwarkin when he's about two"
"That's a good idea," I said, "Then he'll have someone to play with and he won't be as lonely"
Our guest looked puzzled and said "Yes, it will be nice for him"
"What kind did you say yours was?" I asked again (I honestly couldn't remember)
"A little boy!"
"Oh," I said, "Oh!"
Suddenly I realized 'Good Lord! His dog is actually his biological son! How do I run away from here without looking like more of an idiot?'
"Which suite are you staying in?" sensing the awkwardness he changed the subject.
'Awesome!' I thought, 'he thinks I'm a guest...I won't tell him the truth and tomorrow he'll be gone and I'LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN'
"We're in suite number four upstairs" I smiled, "And you're in number two? Beautiful place isn't it? The people who run it are really nice."
'Now you're just getting greedy,' I thought, 'you'll never get away with this'
"I haven't actually met them, but the place is lovely," he said "We were really lucky to find it, what with Dwarkin and everything"
"Yes it's hard to find places to stay with little ones isn't it? Anyway I should get going. We're going to the inner harbour or something. Have you been?"
"Yes, it's a beautiful city"
"Okay, well enjoy your stay" And then I grabbed Lola and practically ran to the front of the house. Crisis averted. I am a terrific liar. Good cover. Congratulations Jennifer.