And, I figured we could all use a laugh, right about now.
Oh I remember when Sonny has eaten DD's crayons, the most beautifully colored poo. DD is no longer into crayons but keeps giving him the green dental treats. That coupled with him eating hair from the bathroom trash has me running on the lawn to catch all the green poo held together with hair. My neighbors comment with amusement.
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
And, I figured we could all use a laugh, right about now.
Oh I remember when Sonny has eaten DD's crayons, the most beautifully colored poo. DD is no longer into crayons but keeps giving him the green dental treats. That coupled with him eating hair from the bathroom trash has me running on the lawn to catch all the green poo held together with hair. My neighbors comment with amusement.
It's nice to know that Jupiter isn't the only goofy crayon eating dog!
Years ago, when I had my knee replaced
for the first time, the physical therapist
was at our home, working on my knee.
I was face down on the sofa, while he
manipulated my knee to a degree that
was MOST painful. I let out a yelp, and
with that, Zach, my 18 pound Maine
Coon cat came down the stairs in two
bounds, and ran up to the therapist,
clawing this person who was hurting
his Mommy! It's a good thing he had
been declawed, or the therapist would
have been in shreds! After that, he
always hissed at the therapist whenever
he showed up!