Ain't it the truth.
I live in "domestic tranquility" with my dog, Sam. He's content to let me think that I've trained him not to poop in the house. I'm content to let him think that he's trained me not to poop in his yard. And we don't have to "TALK ABOUT IT". Talking causes divorce.
Me: Good girl cat (Lainey), in bed, ALWAYS.
I love her more than anything in my life.