Bump into a parent at a party, and it goes a little something like this: they spend the evening telling you how they don't sleep, their kids wake them up at 5 a.m., their kids keep getting them sick, they haven't left the house in three months, they can't find a good babysitter, they never have sex, and they don't have time to watch TV, follow sports, go to the movies or basically do anything at all. Really, it sounds fantastic.
On the other hand, boasting about your dog is more than fine.
Allow me: my week has been so busy that I’ve had a dog-walker take Petey out every day. Pete gets a report card each time, and so far, he’s the bestest non-stop tailwaggin’ Pit in all of Cali. I have written proof.
He must have a good dad.