I was negotiating a truce with Inge just a few minutes ago. She decided three bones was a sufficient tender for abandoning her for a few hours today. Daddy had to attend an AA meeting in an attempt to keep his marbles, marbled. Anywho, as I was fulfilling my fiduciary duty as the resident bacon/dog bone dispenser, my pants fell off! THIS WAS THE THIRD TIME TODAY!
Gravity is a cruel mistress at times.