Last night I was relaxed and laying back in the bed while reading a book.

Not just any ol' book, but a good one at that.

When out of the blue the dog hops up onto the bed and promptly begins to hump my leg. Suffice to say, my sexual tastes tend not to lay in the range of female let alone outside of my species so I go to shove her off. In return for my efforts, I'm smacked promptly across the face by a hurt and rejected two year old lab.

*Crickets*

Did I happen to mention that life becomes interesting once you start to think it's going to settle down?