MIL Chronicles: Last nights conversation at home.
BIG: so my mother tells me that she wiped Emmitt's nose today because it was wet.
ME: staring, waiting...
BIG: she says that he sees that her nose runs all the time and so his runs too
ME: wait, his runs because hers runs? Like sympathy nose running? From the dog?
BIG: oh yeah. I guess she never heard about a dog having a dry warm nose not being a good thing. I tried to explain that his nose is supposed to be wet. She says he's so good about her wiping his nose because he sees how she does it.
ME: sometimes I think you just make shit up.
BIG: oh no. I don't. She's a LUNA-TICK
(Spacing there represents the division and emphasis on the now two parts of that word)
So the world should know Emmitt has had his nose wiped. Likely multiple times. You won't get a cold from his paws because he didn't wash after wiping his nose. MIL did it for him, see? So carry on with the petting of the dog. It's all taken care of.
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