Me: Hey – since it’s such a lazy day I’m going to take a nap.
Riley: Ok! I like naps!
<I fall asleep and wake up an hour later>
Me: Um Riley…? Why am I buried in your toys?
Rile: You were growling – I thought they’d make you happy.
Me: <vacuums>
Riley: Whatcha doin’?
Me: Vacuuming – it makes the place cleaner.
–Later–
Riley: licks kennel floor
Me: whatcha doin’?
Riley: Vacuuming! See, I even sound like you! RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
<Riley puts her paw on my leg to get my attention>
Me: I’m already petting you – did you want something else?
Riley: Nope – I’m just petting you too.
Me: … I love you too Riley.
“I am strongly of the opinion that, after the age of twenty-one, a man ought not to be out of bed and awake at four in the morning. The hour breeds thought. At twenty-one, life being all future, it may be examined with impunity. But, at thirty, having become an uncomfortable mixture of future and past, it is a thing to be looked at only when the sun is high and the world full of warmth and optimism.”
Me: Do you want a piece of ice?
Riley: Do I! <slam>
Me: There’s a door there
Riley: Ow.
Riley: I can’t sit still I haven’t seen you all day pet me pet me pet me I haven’t seen you all day
Me: No more coffee when I’m gone, please.
<Riley tackles me>
Riley: I loooooooove you!
Me: Hey Riley!
Riley: Stay away from my giraffe…
Me: I just wanted a hug.
Riley: The giraffe is mine, you giraffe thief!
<squeaky squeaky>
There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Riley: I like chocolate.
Me: It’s a plastic donut.
Riley: It’s a CHOCOLATE plastic donut.
Me: Such a typical girl…
the dingo was here 