Austin and I went and had dinner with my parents last night, while Carl attended a class on entrepreneurship. We also picked up Belle from their house, so we could bring her home. On the way home, this conversation took place.
Scene: *Belle licking Austin's hands.*
Austin: "You're so good at licking, Belle. Lindsey, we should enter her in a pie contest!"
Me: "Pie's not good for dogs, Aust. Maybe a kibble contest?"
Austin: "No, no....not a pie eating contest."
Me: "Well I assume you don't want her to bake a pie.....right?"
Austin (completely serious): "I don't think she can bake."
.....pause......
Me (biting my lip): "You'd be correct. What other type of pie contest is there? No eating? No baking?"
Austin: "She should be entered in a pie contest....a cutie-pie contest, because she is THE (add emphasis) cutie-pie! Aren't you Belle......"
Austin hugs Belle.
End scene.
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