Me: Like your new pillow, Ducky?
Ducky: It smells like you.
Me: It’s stuffed with my old shirts!
Ducky: I’m sitting on a garbage bag?
Me: No! It’s a bed that’s meant to be stuffed with an owner’s clothes.
Ducky: Owner of what now?
Me: Sorry. Meant to be stuffed with clothes of doggy daddies and mommies.
Ducky: Okay. Why?
Me: Doggies like the smells of their people.
Me: Isn’t that true?
Ducky: Depends on the day. Were these shirts worn on pizza days?
Me: They weren’t chosen for that reason but given my diet, odds are good.
Ducky: So you gave me a pillow filled with your shirts because you thought I would like it?
Ducky: Well that’s very nice then.
Ducky: Thank you.
Me: Don’t mention it.
Ducky: But what if you need these shirts?
Me: Oh I won’t. They’re all shirts that I needed to get rid of anyway so they just would have ended up…
Ducky: I’m sitting on a garbage bag.
Me: I love you, Ducky.
Ducky: I love you, Daddy.