Ducky: What are you doing?
Me: Giving you a kiss.
Ducky: That’s a little weird.
Me: It’s a tradition to kiss at midnight on New Years.
Ducky: To kiss a dog?
Me: To kiss someone you love, Smarty.
Ducky: Oh. OK. Wouldn’t it make more sense for you to kiss a girl?
Me: I tend to agree. But this year this makes more sense.
Me: Thanks for taking care of me this year, Duck.
Ducky: Thanks for taking care of me, Daddy. Thanks for the medicine, and helping when I was having troubles, and cleaning up when I was having those other problems.
Me: No problem. It’s what daddies do. Thanks for being nice to my new friends, and for letting me sleep when I just couldn’t get up, and for resting your head on me whenever I needed it without me even having to ask.
Ducky: No problem. It’s what Ducky dogs do.
Me: We took good care of each other this year, Duck.
Ducky: And we’ll do it again next year, Daddy.
Ducky: Happy New Year, Daddy.
Me: Happy New Year, Ducky.
Ducky: Can it bed time now?
Me: Sure, Duck.