This would be one of those times.
I wasn't feeling all that great last night, so I didn't walk the dogs. Instead, I found activities for Tula to do in the house. She's got these turtle eggs that came out of a stuffed turtle at some point. I don't know where the turtle is, but the eggs make for great in-house fetching toys.
I sit in my chair and chuck them down the hall. Tula brings them back with a minimum of damage.
Tonight, I was gearing up the dogs for their usual walk, and I started to tidy up without thinking. I gathered up the eggs, and as I went to put them away, Tula woofed at me. She had her boots on, she'd waited patiently while I'd gotten Cotton all geared up and darnit she was ready to go. She didn't want any more delays.
That's when a thought occurred to me:
Green Eggs and a Ham