We have a bone (KNEW that would get your attention!), a bone to pick with you that is. We have learned to accept your obsession with balls, especially soggy balls you found in the dog run drenched in overnight rain and dragged viciously through the mud. But to dismiss us completely whenever you have a ball in your mouth is a sign of disrespect and will not be tolerated.
Let’s get something straight bitch. STEVE AND I are your masters. YOU are the dog. Perhaps this is my foray into a new career as a dominatrix because bondage may be the only answer here for you.
What’s so great about dirty soggy balls in your mouth anyway?
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