Kalina and I were sitting side by side this evening having just finished reading one of the 479 books she had checked out from the library. As I contemplated standing back up to return to my desk and attempt to put a dent in the mountains of work that awaited me, I suddenly heard a high-pitched whine, much like the sound our dog makes when she just absolutely, positively, no questions, has got to go relieve herself now or she’ll explode.
I looked to my feet and was thoroughly surprised when I wasn’t met with Pixie’s soulful, penetrating gaze pleading with me to take her out.
I looked to the left. I looked to the right. No Pixie.
Perplexed, I asked Jason, “Did you just hear that?”
But before he could reply, Kalina was seized with the giggles, managing to loudly proclaim, “That was my toot!”
I can’t even properly describe the sound. It was honestly just like the sound of a dog, that little half-whine, half-cry they give when they’re maybe begging for food or wanting to get your attention. What I do know is that from that point forward, for the rest of the evening, I’d randomly stop what I was doing and mimic the sound it made, which would make Kalina double over in laughter wherever she was in the house, laughing so hard she was begging me to stop as she held her sides in delighted agony.
Ahh, bodily functions. Who says fart jokes are just for boys?
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She’s going to make some guy the perfect wife, gotta be able to laugh at those bodily functions!