My Dad is taking our dog to the veterinarian's office tomorrow.  Cookie has had skin issues for a while, but now he's having trouble getting up and down the stairs and his spine is cracking like Bruce Lee's knuckles.  So, we're kind of worried.  Dad called this morning.
Dad:  "I'm taking Cookie to the vet tomorrow."
Me:  "What do you think is wrong with him?"
Dad:  "I dunno.  But if he's in pain, I've gotta do something about it."
Me:  "Yeah."
Dad:  "We made a promise to one another.  If it ever came down to it, he'd do me and I'd do him."
Me:  "Is this during or after a game of POW (poodles of war)?"
Dad:  "It's not a game, it's a simulation."
Me:  "There's something seriously wrong with you."
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I think you can combine the two labels on this post.
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I had the same thought...but awesome. :) I like your dad!
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