Could I convince my husband that watching Animal Planet's Puppy Bowl is essential for my workday? Or that my impulsive visits to LOLCats are actually productive, not a complete utter waste of life and brain power like I had once thought?
I mean, do you really love you dog? Then prove it, by knitting yourself a sweater made from her fur. Wearing sexy lingerie with his face plastered over your nipples. Drenching yourself in perfume called (we kid you not) Puppy's Breath.