An A-fur to remember…
Sometimes we go visiting my parents or Michael’s parents, both of whom have dogs.
When we get home again, there begins a sniffing frenzy of note by Beary, sussing out where we have been and who we mingled with. Of the canine variety. Very interested, sniff-sniff-sniff.
So while Michael was being interrogated by means of sniffing (insniffigated, if you will), he jokingly told Beary, “Yes, sorry Beary, but I have been seeing other dogs – I’ve been cheating on you.”
To which I added (brilliantly), “Beary, your daddy’s been having an af-fur.”
I thought that was really a top-notch pun! But Michael could hardly be bothered to twitch a corner of his lips to acknowledge it.
And I’m always kind enough to laugh loudly and heartily at the corniest of his jokes
Anyway, I thought I’d blog about it so I could get some kind comments saying how outrageously funny that pun was.
(I’ll accept mildly funny, too)
Anything, really. Just delurk and say ‘hi’. That’ll be fine, too