Yesterday, if you were watching the Met Game, you may have noticed a few things.

Number one, me, my wife, and my son having a very private conversation that I thought, a part of me wants to reveal what was said.

Because the only reason I know when I was shown on TV, what I was talking about or what they were talking about is because I didn't actually sit next to my wife last night.

We went with a bunch of friends, and so we split up where she was on one end and I was on the other,

and our friends left for literally a half an inning.

And in that half an inning, my wife came over and sat next to me and my son laid down on her lap.

And I do want to reveal the conversation.

He was like upside down.

He was upside down.

I was like, what the hell is Jet doing?

I'm going to tell you what he was doing.

He was doing God's work.

Because we have a dog.

And I love Dudley.

And I wish just like every other dog owner that our dog will live forever.

Of course.

That is the hope.

But years ago, me and my wife had a conversation when she said, by the way, I love you,

Evan, or baby, because she calls me baby, when Dudley's not here, we're done.

Like, no more dogs.

Now, I'm going to be honest with you.

I completely disagree with her.

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