You all gave me a lot of positive feedback concerning the blog that really wasn't so much about dogs, but more about the day to day stuff of living with dogs and kids.
If you liked the other three stories, you can appreciate this little snippet from my lunch today at Bob's Clam Hut In attendance were my three kids and both my parents.

As mentioned earlier, the valiant fight that my middle school son has waged in hopes to save Finney's manhood continues. He is relentless and we may have to consider law school for that one. Lately all his conversations seem to come back to how much he loves the puppy and that when he is older he will want a dog just like Finn and therefor he wants the option of being able to make one.
I told him, as the breeder suggested, that there are two show quality unaltered pups from Finn's litter and if they turn out genetically sound that either or both dogs will be bred in a few years and MAYBE we could get another pup then.

So today, we met my parents for lunch and the first thing out of Little H's mouth when she saw my Mom is this:
"Someone is making bread out of puppies! Someone is making bread out of puppies! Someone is making bread out of puppies!"

She was clearly thinking that Grandma needed to come to the rescue because her Mom already knew that Keyna and Lance were going to be "bread" but Mom was doing nothing to stop it.

Here is a joke to tell your kids.
Q. When is a dog not a dog?
A. When it is pure bread.

Bob's Clam Hut is located in Kittery Maine and dogs ARE allowed outside at the Picnic tables.

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