The perils of parenting

There comes a time in every parents life when they make the mistake of having a conversation that their child shouldn't be hearing. I made that..last night.

I made a call to the vet. I went into the laundry room so that Binks couldn't hear me. I huddled by the dryer so my conversation would be muffled. I had to schedule....Binks neutering appointment.

I finished the conversation and opened the door and there was binks sitting on the opposite side, rage filling is eyes and shaking him to the core.

"HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME!" he yelled

"Binks, I have to...it's part of life. Joe and I have decided that we would like you to lead a life of abstinence. We think it would be best. Plus we are tired of you pissing all over everything when we walk you."

"I'll stop I'll stop!" he shouted "How can you take away my dreams, my hopes, my aspirations in life!?"

"Binks I didn't know you had a dream"

"Everydog has a dream! Save a child from a well, protect their masters from bad guys...mine was to be a male doggy escort and you are taking that away from me!"

"Binks that is not an appropriate dream to have"

Binks tried to describe his pain and anguish to me.

"Your taking something away from me that makes me who I am, something everyone notices about me. Think of it this way, everyone comments you on how nice and curly your hair is. What if one day, I decided to take a clippers to it and you woke up bald? You would be so upset!" Binks cried.

"Binks, That comparison does not make any sense. Your arguement has no validity. My hair has nothing to do with your operation. AND my hair doesn't create babies and NOBODY has ever complimented you on your puppy parts...at least not that I know of?"

"Stop badgering me with your $10 words! You and master Joe are dead to me. You will never take me alive! I will never go anywhere with you again!"

And then he wiped away his angry tears, mumbled a few curse words at me, and went back to his bed to sob in silence. I felt bad but this needs to be done...right?