And to add to the joy, we have to put eye goo in his droopy eyes three times a day. Not drops, GOO! And goo plus drool plus a stoned ball-less dog equals goo smeared all over every thing at eyeball height.
Husband, of course, pulls out a random reference that no American would know - "Joe looks like a flowerpot man." I'd never heard of a flowerpot man so I googled it. (bill and ben the flowerpot men) WHAT THE F????
I know now why Husband is Husband. I mean, there's a character in Bill and Ben the Flowerpot Men named Weed. Yup. And he apparently just wiggles about wailing, "Weeeed." Not to imply that Husband is a stoner, he is so not! - but that his sense of humor was built on that, talking flowerpots and a wailing Weed.
I'll leave you with that. I'm off to manage Ball-less Joe. And I will be peppering my conversation with occasional shouts of, "Weeeed." just because.
It is possible I'm a bit sleep deprived...