You remember how I said that we got Bear a new puppy toy for Valentine's Day? Well that lasted all of two seconds. Within a very short period of time she managed to rip a hole in a very inappropriate place and fling bits of fluff through the air as she shook it violently. Bear is really not a violent dog....really. She just LOVES her toys. She has a basket of toys in the front room, and every once in a while she will pick one out of the basket and plop it on your lap and look at you expectantly. If you decide to ignore her, well then you have made a mistake my friend. If you ignore the toy on your lap she will begin to nudge it and chew it while it is still in your lap so that, finally, you throw it out of sheer disgust at the puddle of slobber that has formed in your lap. Then she brings it back and the cycle continues. Well we couldn't just get rid of the puppy toy without replacing it with something else, because when I took the puppy away she looked so sad that I almost burst into tears and gave it back. The only thing that stopped me was the desire to not be picking fluff off the floor for the rest of my life. So my husband and I decided to go to the pet store and get another sheep, because the previous sheep lasted years even in its deformed and mangled state. For some reason, this particular sheep toy is easy to find at almost any pet store. Maybe it is part of some sort of evil plot to rule the world. It is like the creators of this toy thought,"We will make a toy that lasts forever, but it will watch you in your sleep."
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