Norman's Law

Our new puppy, Lulu, was chewing on a large rubber bone last night. A gift from a friend. Below Lulu, sleeping peacefully on the floor, was our old hound, Norman. As Norman snoozed, the puppy above flipped her bone in the air and it fell square onto Norman's head. It hit him pretty hard, and Norm looked really dazed and confused. If he could talk, I think he would have lamented, "Great, now I've forgotten the the square root of 144"

It's twelve old buddy. It's twelve.