You know what? I remember when I was growing up, we used to play Monopoly, or Sorry, or Operation… maybe even got down with some Clue action. So today, I am sitting on the couch watching TV with Cason and a commercial comes on. First thing i see in huge lettering is the name “Doggie Doo”. It’s a game, it caught my attention, because I am thinking this could be a fun one like Hungry, Hungry, Hippos. It may even be the new Mouse Trap. I used to love that game, but my dang cousin lost a couple of the pieces, and ruined it for everyone.
Anyways, as this commercial went on, I realized that the game was about feeding a dog, by throwing a dice, and then someone loses when the dog… get this… poops! Yup, a lil doggie poo comes out the dogs butt. Really?! Part of me thinks this is really cool, and the other part of me can’t get it because Kinsey said “no”. Dang.
In other news. While I was begging Kinsey to buy Doggie Doo, Cason managed to go into the kitchen. When I walked out there, he had somehow gotten a hold of the dog treats, and was sitting on the ground next to Dex, and he was handing him a treat as he stuffed one in his mouth for himself. I freaked out at first, but I realized that if a dog can eat it, a human can too… so I ate one just to make sure Cason would be ok. The doggie treat was not too bad, if I say so myself. What was Kinsey doing while this took place? Shaking her head and saying, “really?!” Hey, if Cason gets sick because of a doggie treat, I get sick because of a doggie treat. We have guy code.