When Bubbers was a wee babe, he was often quite serious and contemplative. And sometimes, Charming and I looked at each other and asked in hushed tones:
“Do you think he’s going to have a good sense of humor?… What if he doesn’t have a sense of humor?… What will we do?!? He probably won’t enjoy living with us very much if he doesn’t have a sense of humor… Man, we really hope he has a sense of humor!”
Fortunately, we had nothing whatsoever to worry about… :)
And by the time we had Scooters? The thought never even entered our heads!