What I'm Getting for Christmas

"Woman," my husband said.  "I know what I'm getting you for Christmas."

This ought to be good, I thought.  "What am I getting for Christmas?"

"A dog named Sherry."

"What?"  I couldn't believe it.  Wasn't one dog enough?

"Yep.  It'll be another German Shepherd.  And she'll do everything you don't.  She'll come when she's called.  She'll sit.  She'll heel. She'll fetch."

I gave him one of my looks.  "Yeah, and she'll lick your nose after she's licked her bottom."

Can you believe it?  A dog named Sherry.  I'll rank this one along with the toilet I got for Mother's Day.  He sure knows how to pick presents!