Puppy Parts And A Fear Of Dying Part One...
My daughters are so beautifully simple and yet complicated at the same time. The way they look through me. The way they walk from the house to the car. The way they brush their hair after a bath. Everything about them makes me wonder how on earth I could have had anything to do with any of their inherent goodness. Sometimes it makes me laugh out loud and sometimes it takes all of my will to hold back the tears. My wife and I made the decision to adopt a puppy a few weeks ago. It was a surprise to the kids. For obvious reasons, my only condition was that the puppy had to be a boy. The other day, my little one asked me where the puppy's penis was. I pointed at it. Little one: "That doesn't look like a penis." Me: "Well, that's what a doggy penis looks like." Little one: "It's hairy." Me: "Sure is." Little one: "Why is it so hairy?" Me: "Because dogs are hairy, so their penises are hairy." ...