![]() ![]() She has a stock bladder (Or the economy sized one, actually), and I used to joke with my wife about the differences between our bladders I guess dog toys are like shoes for you ladies out there. Don’t even get me started about the Halloween costumes for this dog. You should see the number of toys (Sweaters, leashes, collars (for each season or holiday of the year. So see, we are parents (of a furry kid) after all. Seriously, besides politics, the Kardashians, and world peace, we discuss the dogs bowels more than anything (Even the dancing scores of “ Dancing with the Stars“). However, we do have an adorable long-haired, female Dachshund that my wife has set up a stringent bathroom break schedule that I think my wife dreams up to interrupt my life – whenever she, or I should say – the dog wants. We are DINKs, so I can take the “herd the children through their bedtime routine” off the table. My wife and I have no children (and that’s okay). Her post dealt with her husband using his visits to the bathroom as a respite from immediate and urgent household chores and duties. So, I was searching around and came across this blog post on Scary MommyĬalled Dear Husband: The Bathroom Is Not A Man Cave written by Rita Templeton from her fabulous blog, Fighting off Frumpy. My Wife, her Bladder, The Playboy Mansion, and Baby Shower Strip Poker ![]()
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