Preface: Last night I’m in the bathroom taking a bath and hear a knock at the door. Caleb promptly enters the bathroom and relays the following information to me:
Caleb: “Mommy- I think Izzie (our female yorkie-poo) is trying to ride Max (our male hairless cat) like a horse”.
Me: “What do you mean she’s trying to ride Max like a horse”?
Caleb: “Well, Izzie has her arms wrapped around Max’s stomach and she’s trying to jump up on his back and her butt is moving back and forth”.
Speechless, I simply told Caleb Izzie would eventually learn that Max is not a horse and she cannot ride him.
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