Jim is totally going to be the hysterical parent someday.
- Jim: Look what I found on the dog? What IS THIS?! *shows live bug on a napkin*
- Me: WHY is that still alive? Gross. Just kill it.
- Jim: But what IS IT?
- Me: I have no idea. I'm not your personal wikipedia. Go google it. It may be a tick.
- Jim: *after several minutes* - I googled it. It's a tick. Look. *shows me dozens of gross pictures*
- Me: Okay, are there any more on him?
- Jim: I don't know. What should we do? Should we take him to the doggie ER?
- Me: I don't know. None of our pets have ever had a tick. Google it or call a local vet ER.
- Jim: *later* - I checked and he doesn't have any more. What should we do?
- Me: Did you google it? Did you call a local vet?
- Jim: No.
- Me: Okay...
- Jim: You know, we are supposed to be in this doggy parenting together, supporting one another in times of doggy crisis.
- Me: Except only one of us thinks that the dog currently having no bugs on it is an actual crisis. You are literally holding an iPad open to Google.com.
- Jim: Stop telling me to google things!
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