boy and i have this conversation over and over...
me: hey, why don't you take pug with you when you head out the ranch.
boy: let me think about it...nope.
boy: no, i think he really wants to stay.
me: no, i think he really wants to go.
boy: he might get bite by a snake.
me: but you've told me their are no snakes out there.
boy: (silent) he likes to tell me their are no snakes out there so i'll come more willingly.
it always ends the same with pug staying and watching lifetime with the women folk. this last time before boy and big daddy headed out to the land to do lots of manly hunting things i put pug in the back of the truck.
surely they wouldn't notice.
see he really wants to go. look at that excitement.
and then they noticed.