Indecent Pawposal

Little Murf is a day away from the big snip and he knows what that means. So while trying to sex up my arm last night he says to me, 'how about you and I make a puppy? after all your biological clock's batteries are empty and soon my nut sack will be in a similar state.' Well you can imagine my surprise!

He did have a point and I'm not talking about his junk. But it just couldn't be, after all he ain't rich enough to be my baby daddy!