The male seahorse, unusually, has the babies. The female seahorse (Debra) is kind of freaked out about this.
“When did you last see him?” ask the seahorse police.
“He said he was just taking them to his mom’s for the weekend,” frets Debra. “That was yesterday morning, then I called her and she says he never even mentioned–I–I knew I shouldn’t have complained about his cooking!”
“Let me guess,” chuckles the seahorse police officer, “cold or burnt, and never ready when you got home?” He and Debra share an understanding look.
A few weeks later he gets morning sickness.