Your Dad

Thursday afternoon as Jack played outside I visited with our (very polite and nice) next door neighbor. The discussion turned to our dogs.

Me: I hope our dogs haven't bothered you.
N: Well, that big one took something I left by the fence.
Me: Oh, I hope he didn't chew it up.
N: It's okay, though. Your dad brought it back.

And by your dad, he did mean Brian.

I don't care if he is only 6. :)