Thank you, grumpyrom. Some people blur the line with their pets, and it's creepy.
At my last job, I received Christmas cards every year from a co-workers dogs. Really?!?!
Here's an excerpt from a blog post I did about 5 years ago, that details another woman I worked with who crossed the line.
Full post:
http://yaciuk.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunshine-pet.html=========================================
The following is a true story from my past, told in the Paul Harvey tradition.
And now... The Rest of the Story
TM.
It
was the early days of the twenty-first century. Donovan was trapped in
the lunch room of his work, listening to another one of Mary's stories
about her children.
"Timmy kept crawling into bed with me, and wouldn't let me sleep!"
"Dwayne was really hungry this morning, and I had to get up early to feed him."
"Timmy was playing in the garbage the other day, and I got the cutest picture of him. "
Bored by her constant ramblings, Donovan decided to interrupt her usual status report by asking her how old her children were.
"So, how old are you're children?" he asked, praying for an escape.
"They are two years old! They were born a day apart." she replied.
"Wow! Twins!", Donovan exclaimed.
Well, Mary's reply was a curt as it was puzzling. She answered him with a straightforward... "No.".
No?
Her children were born a day apart, and weren't twins? How could this
be? Donovan decided to drop the question. Perhaps they were adopted -
either way, he didn't feel like listening to her anymore.
As the
weeks past, he was pestered again and again and again by Mary's endless
obsession over her children. "Timmy and Dwayne were climbing all over my
chesterfield. Dwayne loves to be touched behind his ears! I hope Timmy
doesn't get anyone in the neighborhood pregnant!"
A few weeks
later, Donovan saw a crowd gathered around Mary's desk. It turns out she
had brought her children to work! Curiousity getting the better of him,
Donovan approached her desk. There, being held gently in Mary's arms,
were her "children". Timmy was in her right hand, and Dwayne in the
other. Both were purring loudly.
Purring? Oh yes! For you see, Mary's children were not her offspring. Timmy and Dwayne, her "children", were her.... Cats.
And now, YOU know... the REST of the story.
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