Sweet little ducky is doing her mending. This week is going way too fast.
Today I came home from class to find my husband's boots upside-down on the front porch, his pants on the patio, underwear in the hallway, and watch in the sink. What in the world! I couldn't imagine what would cause him to do a striptease from the front yard to the backyard, and down the hallway.
When he came in for lunch he told me they had a water line explode and he was covered in mud and water and had to come home and change clothes. I asked him why his clothing was scattered all over and he responded, "I knew if I tracked that mud through your house you'd kill me!".
I chuckled to myself and told him to pick up his underwear.
Finally! I have him trained. Hallelujah!
4 comments:
...Um, do you mind telling me how you succeeded in this training process? And will you travel to train others? Please? :o)
...Congrat's on what has been humanly impossible since the beginning of time! lol...
...Blessings... :o)
That's hilarious. Good job!
That's too funny !!
It takes a long time to train them, doesn't it? And sometimes they break training and we have to start over.
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