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Kid Pet

Postby SNAFU 2 on Wed Jan 23, 2008 10:45 am

If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through the pet
syndrome, including toilet flush burials for dead goldfish, the story below will
have you laughing out LOUD!

Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet.

Here's what happened:

Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was
"something wrong" with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner in his room.

"He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious, Dad.
Can you help?"

I put my best lizard-healer expression on my face and followed him
into his bedroom. One of the little lizards was indeed lying on his back,
looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do.

"Honey," I called, "come look at the lizard!"

"Oh, my gosh!" my wife exclaimed. "She's having babies." "What?" my
son demanded. "But their names are Bert and Ernie, Mom!"

I was equally outraged.

"Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to
reproduce," I said accusingly to my wife.

"Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?" she
inquired (I think she actually said this sarcastically!)

"No, but you were supposed to get two boys!" I reminded her, (in my
most loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth).

"Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed.

"Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know," she
informed me (Again with the sarcasm!).

By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going on.
I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it.

"Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience," I announced.
"We're about to witness the miracle of birth."

"Oh, gross!" they shrieked

"Well, isn't THAT just great?

What are we going to do with a litter of tiny little lizard babies?"
my wife wanted to know.

We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked like a
tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later.

"We don't appear to be making much progress," I noted.

"It's breech," my wife whispered, horrified.

"Do something, Dad!" my son urged.

"Okay, okay.." Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot when
it next appeared, giving it a gentle tug. It disappeared. I tried several more
times with the same results.

"Should I call 911?" my eldest daughter wanted to know..

"Maybe they could talk us through the trauma.." (You see a pattern
here with the females in my house?)

"Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly. We drove to the vet
with my son holding the cage in his lap.

"Breathe, Ernie, breathe," he urged.

"I don't think lizards do Lamaze," his mother noted to him. (Women
can be so cruel to their own young. I mean what she does to me is one thing, but
this boy is of her womb, for G~d's sake.).

The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the
little animal through a magnifying glass.

"What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested scientifically.

"Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr. And Mrs. Cameron, may I
speak to you privately for a moment?"

I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside.

"Is Ernie going to be okay?" my wife asked.

"Oh, perfectly," the vet assured us. "This lizard is not in labor.
In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen. . .Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a
young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity, like most male
species, they um . . um . .. . Masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on his
back." He blushed, glancing at my wife.

We were silent, absorbing this.

"So, Ernie's just . Just . . Excited," my wife offered.

"Exactly," the vet replied , relieved that we understood.

More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle. And
giggle. And then even laugh loudly.

"What's so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but not believing that the
woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness.

Tears were now running down her face. "It's just .that . .I'm
picturing you pulling on its . . Its. . . teeny little . . " She gasped for more
air to bellow in laughter once more.

"That's enough," I warned. We thanked the vet and hurriedly bundled
the lizard and our son back into the car.. He was glad everything was going to
be okay..

"I know Ernie's really thankful for what you did, Dad," he told me.

"Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter.

Two lizards: $140.
One cage: $50.
Trip to the vet: $30.

Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's winkie: PRICELESS!!!

Moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class. Lizards lay
eggs!
"Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably and never regret anything that made you smile."
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Re: Kid Pet

Postby meisen on Wed Jan 23, 2008 12:27 pm

ROFL Nice story! =D>
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Re: Kid Pet

Postby keyhole on Wed Jan 23, 2008 12:34 pm

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Re: Kid Pet

Postby klasikb on Wed Jan 23, 2008 5:09 pm

OMG! that is tooo funny :lol:
Thanks for the laugh.
Just a girl trying to create a little bit of heaven on earth, without killing it :)
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Re: Kid Pet

Postby OceanNwisconsin on Thu Jan 24, 2008 3:35 am

that is hilarious!!


the whole time im thinking what kinda lizard has live births?? :roll:


and you were trying to pull it out.... poor ernie!!!!
my fish drink better then i do!

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Re: Kid Pet

Postby tim on Fri Jan 25, 2008 6:01 pm

I almost fell off my chair.... :lol: :lol:
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