The other afternoon, we celebrated Curtis' birthday by having cake out in the shop...of course all the dogs were there. Dad had to let Scratch and Chilie lick the rest of his pop out of the can. We noticed blood on Scratch's tongue...poor dog cut it on the pop can! (Just a little bit...I'm sure she's fine now!)
The next evening, Lane and Curtis were messing around. Somehow Lane got a little cut on his tongue and I said..."Like Scratch's tongue!"
Curtis looked at me strange...then leaned over to Lane and did this:
Yep, he thought I told him to scratch Lane's tongue, like that would somehow make him feel better.
The picture above is a re-enactment...Curtis had a much more skeptical look on his face the first time :)
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