The other night, after a hard days work, a little dog training and a horseback ride (yes, it was a fabulous day), I grabbed a cold beer and sat with my lovely girlfriend Lauren on the couch in front of the TV. Noticing that I was staring into the TV mindlessly and not saying a whole lot, she asked out of the blue, "are you thinking about birddogs?"........
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My wife does not have to ask... she KNOWS. I am lucky that she loves dogs and never (seldom) complains.
My version of that is going to bed and getting up 30mins later now wide awake to go do something else. My wife knows I've made the mistake of thinking about running our dogs.
Too funny!
Andrew
I guess there's worst things that could consume one's mind!
Anymore if I say "I had a crazy dream last night" I don't get a curious "oh yeah?" or even a raised eyebrow. If I do start to tell how I had this dream of huns flushing in super slow motion she gets the same glazed over look and I inevitabley ask "are you thinking about shoes?"
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