My husband can’t say a thing about me hugging, petting, or talking to my dragon, griffins, etc. At a convention we sold a Little Rock Dragon and as he was packing it up, he said, “Goodbye, little dragon.” Or something like it. I stood and blinked at him and the buyer laughed. He looked kind of sheepish and said, “Well, it’s cute.”
He can’t make fun of me ever now! 😀