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A chat between the girls and me (August 2013)


Daisy: Hey Dad, you wanna tell me why we are up so early?
Cheba: Yeah, good question Dad, why are we up so early?
Ginger: (still sleeping)
Me: Well girls, Daisy is gonna get her chompers cleaned today.
Daisy: Huh? What is this? "get my chompers cleaned"
Me: The Doctor is going to clean your teeth Daisy; you need it
Daisy: Oh really? Have you seen your "chompers" lately?????
Cheba: Hey hey, now wait a second....so Daisy is going to the "vet"???
Me: Yes, Cheba, the vet
Daisy: Whoa!!!! Hold the phone there mister, I know how things go down at the "vet", I think I should have a say in this.....
Me: Daisy, Daisy, Daisy, it's gonna be fine now, you need to get your teeth cleaned.
Daisy: Whatever, you damn humans always thinking we need this or that, I gotta a thing or two I would like to get you to the Vet for.
Cheba: So, do we get a treat? We always get a treat from the Vet? A treat, do we get a tr........wait a second I just thought of something.......am I going with Daisy?
Ginger: (Still sleeping)
Me: No Cheba, you can't go with her, well you can't stay with her, we are all going to drop her off, Mom too.
Cheba: Ok, time out here than, this is a load of human crap! I will not allow some stranger to man handle my Daisy!!!!
Daisy: Cheba calm down ya' freak, you aren't the one getting your "chompers" cleaned here......
Me: Alright, alright, that's enough outta' both of you.
Daisy: Oh, ok Dad, if you say so, but don't worry this one is gonna come back on ya', don't you worry. A lady needs her rest and you have me up at this hour? Please
Me: Oh boy, honey!!!!!

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