Canine Resemblance

Yesterday, our giant hundred pound German Shepherd, Schultz, came up to me wanting a little attention.  He stuck his enormous head in my lap and looked at me.  That meant, "pet me."  So I did.

My daughter walked into the room.  "Awww," she said.  "Your baby loves you!"

I looked at the big hairy thing.  And then I looked at my daughter.  "Schultz is not my baby!"

"Yes, he is, Mom."

I shook my head.  "I have no recollection of ever having given birth to this thing!"

My daughter grinned. "But he looks just like you.  He's a hairy cutie-pie!"