Women.

So I go into my room when I get home since Im always excited to get some skunky-love (get your mind out of the gutter, sicko) and my little boy comes running out to see his dad, I pick him up and call him (insert embarassing pet babble here) and all is good, hes so awesome and cool. My girl looks up when I walk in and lays right back down. Not even excited to see me. How can she be so cold today when other times she will get pissed if I dont hold her until my arms fall off. I tell ya.