The Sweet Husband

The Almost Late Sweet Husband

This story should be titled The Almost Late Sweet Husband.

That is late, not in late to dinner, not in late to work, but as in let me tell you about my late husband.

I took a nap, I am sleeping really good.

The 20 lb sweet puppy and the sweet husband are watching television.

A commercial comes on and the sweet puppy is sitting on the floor, in front of the sweet husband's chair watching the television.

A cat comes on in the commercial, the sweet husband makes a loud meowing noise.

The sleeping wife feels a large object land right in her stomach and as she is valiently trying to breathe, she feels a rather chunky puppy sit down on her face.

Here I sat, with my nose where no nose should be, and I hear my dear, sweet husband collapsing with laughter, trying to call the dog off my face.

You cannot smoke in prison, you cannot smoke in prison, you cannot smoke in prison.