Bud: Get a move on, Human...I’ve got a hot date tonight.
Me: Get out, Bud. I’ve got guests tonight and don’t have time for your canine carnalities.
Bud: Ha. Good one. You know I’ve been planning this tête-à-tête with the Yorkies for a month.
Me: Yorkies? What happened to your Fifi the Poodle? Last I heard, you were learning French and sipping champagne.
Bud: Yazmin and Yolanda happened. And if I play my cards right, lots more will be happe...
Me: EW...Get. Out.
Bud: Not until you pick up the essential items on my dinner menu.
Me: CAVIAR? VODKA? BLINIS? That is so much fancier than what I’m serving my dinner guests.
Bud: Trust me. If all goes well, what’s really going to be fancy is what we’ll do for desert.