To the rescue

So.. a while back D and I were hanging out watching TV. We flip through the channels, and on one there's a story about a fire. The conversation goes like this:

D: So, if we had a fire, who would you save first? Me or Sniff (the fabulous wienderdog)?

Me: I'd grab Sniff and run.

pause.

Me: You're on your own.

I wonder if this is grounds for being fired as a girlfriend?

In my defense, here's my view at the moment in question. (Yes, I let Sniff use me as a bed. He doubles as a hot water bottle/wiener.)

Comments

[Lulli]

Interesting to know.