Simon: I like this movie. This is my favourite movie of all movies.
Ethan: Homeward Bound?
Simon: I could do that. I could live in the wilderness.
Ethan: You mean like the time you ran off in the woods for 45 minutes?
Simon: Hack! Cough! Gag!
Simon: Ewww that’s disgusting.
(Rolls in it)
Ethan: What are you doing!!! Get up!!
Ethan: What is wrong with you?
Simon: I don’t know,dad. I’m not even two yet…
Ethan: Oh my god… well now it’s bath time…
Simon: Nooo! Why does this KEEP happening OVER and OVER!
Ethan: Uhm yes, hello. This is Ethan. My dog,the idiot, Simon. He ate five Hershey kisses. Do I need to do anything?
Vet: Did he eat the wrappers?
Ethan: No. no, I don’t think he liked those.
Vet: Was it milk chocolate or dark?
Ethan: milk with almonds
Vet: (laughs) ok ok he should be ok. Just monitor him for a few hours, he might get a little sick to his stomach but he should be ok.
Ethan: Thank you.
Simon: Hey, dad, how about some more of those chocolates. Those are delicious.
Ethan: You- you – idiot
Simon: (under the table) It’s ok. You can just package them for me instead. Like a present.
Simon: Hey dad! Mom won’t answer my question. I think it’s because she doesn’t smart like you
Ethan: I’m sorry. Run that by me again?
Simon: Mom told me to ask you what doggie cancer is.
Ethan: Nope! (Grabs jacket to leave room.)
Simon: What! Can I eat it? Do you not know? Let’s look it up!
Simon: The decorations look great dad! Go up one more I’ll spot you.
Ethan: Simon, if I fall on you, you die.
Simon: Good point. I’ll get mom.
Ethan: Don’t just leave me up here! Simon!
Ethan: is this a ghost story? Because I have to prepare myself…
Simon: Ok it’s a ball! I got you a BALL!
Ethan: You’re not supposed to tell us what it is,man.
Simon: I better show you how to use it, you can put it in your mouth and carry it around. Or throw it across the room…go ahead and try it.
Ethan: it’s not as bad as it looks…
Simon: Can I touch it?
Ethan: Don’t touch it, agh!!
Simon: How did this happen again?
Simon: Wait a minute…whaaaat?
Ethan: Now smile…
It’s national Adopt a Shelter Pet Month.
I know I’m a little guy.
But I was a shelter pet.
Left in a ditch.
I love my new pack family
And hunting stuffed Giraffes
for all you do when you adopt a pet.
And remember the seniors like Lester! They are great feet warmers and love just as much as us little guys.
Lester has been with the shelter for 6 years! (That’s like …six and a half of my entire lives)
“Adopt don’t shop!”