I noticed recently that “relax!” has become one of my most-used words lately. I tell it to my insane standard poodle, Boudreaux (aka Mr. Boo!) when he starts acting crazy, whimpering to chase squirrels and what not; I tell it to my 17 month old baby, E-dog, when he starts whining or fussing or squirming (e.g., to avoid a shirt-change or nail-clipping or tooth-brushing); I tell it to my wife, Her Royal Fatness, when she starts unnecessarily (or do I repeat myself) bitching about some trivial thing.
RELAX
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