Last night, Howard's favorite team, the San Francisco 49ers were playing last year's Super Bowl Champs, the New Orleans Saints. Howard didn't have much hope for this game so his game plan was to get really drunk in hopes that he wouldn't remember how badly they got beat in the morning. Much to his surprise, they played well and had a chance to win up until the end. However, Howard's plan was already set in motion and there was no turning back. Needless to say, he was pretty wasted when the game ended and it was time for bed. Like normal, I took the dogs' collars off so we wouldn't be woken up by their incessant jangling. All was quiet in our room until I went to turn over and my necklace made the slightest jingle.
Howard: (muttering) Take their collars off.
Me: I did. It wasn't them.
Howard: Then who was it?
Me: It was me.
Howard: (bolting upright in bed) DANA, TAKE YOUR COLLAR OFF!
He immediately put his head back down and was fast asleep. I, on the other hand, couldn't stop laughing. And of course, he has no recollection of this.