DK:
What kind of Dog snarls at the hand that feeds him? My hand. For no apparent reason?
RK:
Dad, you mean you haven’t noticed?
[DK: It’s the end of a long day. I lift my eyebrows, but don’t respond. Rachel assesses her Father’s reception and interprets the non-response as a green-light.]
RK:
Well, let me explain it to you.
RK:
You are both moody.
And wildly unpredictable.
You can go aggressive “at boo.”
RK:
You coming running at the sound of a fridge door opening.
You’ll eat anything.
You don’t share your food.
You wolf down your food without tasting it.
You slurp your soup.
You lick the bowl. And your plate.
[DK: I shift uncomfortably on the couch.]
RK:
You take long naps.
You go to bed early.
You are nasty when your sleep is interrupted.
RK:
You are overweight in middle age.
You are lumpy in funny places.
Your hair is falling out.
You have eye “goob” when you get up in the morning.
[DK: I sit up straight. And lean forward.]
DK:
Are you done?
RK:
No.
DK:
And?
RK:
Have you looked in the mirror?
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“Ah out of the mouth of babes” our children always find a way to tell us how it is, with brutal honesty, ha! and besides, I’m sure your dog loves you deep down!!
Karen
Smiling. So true. All of it. Thanks Karen.
“lumpy in funny places”
Ouch!
Truth hurts (and is funny in retrospect). 🙂
Only a daughter could get away with such honesty…;-)
THAT is true!
Oh dear. I know how that one feels.
Rachel has a daughter’s honesty. Mine (Emma) once told me “not to do that training shit in the kitchen” when I was giving her some useful insight into why there might be a conflict between her and her mother over some trivial item.
Sometimes we are not as appreciated for our contribution as we might like, I guess.
I can’t stop laughing. “don’t do that training sh*t in the kitchen.” THIS, THIS is funny.
Not appreciated for our contribution. Still laughing!
Everyone’s already said what I was thinking, and Michael delivered the dollop of icing on the top, as is his wont. “don’t do that training s$&!# in the kitchen” will easily carry me through the rest of the week. Still giggling….
Still laughing at Michael’s kitchen scene. I can see it all going down.
hahahahahahahaha –
A sobering dose of reality, brought to you by flesh of your flesh. Ain’t it great?
Laughing Ray. Your comment, captures it all. “Ain’t it great?” Still laughing.
Laughing!
We are both belly laughing here. Sounds familiar:)
I love the relationship you two have.
Yes, me too. I had a large part in building “THAT” house.
Brutal. I feel your pain
Laughing.
She cares! Isn’t that wonderful?
Oh, yes, she does! 🙂
Awww…and LOLOLOLOLOL!!!!! And, as for this:
“You coming running at the sound of a fridge door opening.
You’ll eat anything.
You don’t share your food.
You wolf down your food without tasting it.
You slurp your soup.
You lick the bowl. And your plate.”
I GIVE UP…Jillian is done.
LAUGHING!
That shits funny i don’t care who you are! }}
Agree!