Since Sean's been gone I've thrown a quilt over my bedspread and let Banjo and Birdie be my bed fellows for the past two weeks. So no, my bedspread isn't a yellow quilt :) Anyway Last night at wal-mart I bought the Chocolate Children a bunch of chew toys so they would stop bringing sticks into the house. I woke up last night and found that Banjo had shredded an innocent stuffed goose.
My bed and bedroom looked as if a light snow had fallen. Banjo succeeded in getting the squeaker out of the goose though, now it's just a limp piece of fabric that they are no longer interested in playing with.
All that chewing made him really tired. He has now moved on to the stuffed fish.
5 comments:
too funny! Chevy plays that game ALL THE TIME...we call it "Kill the sqeaker!" he won't stop until what ever the toy is DOES NOT SQUEAK..then...game over...he wins!
I want to hug him and give him so many kisses. He is so sweet (even though he did totally shred the goose!)
I love that you call them "chocolate children", that's hilarious in itself.
My dog chews every stuffed animal we have ever given her, to it's DEATH. All within 30 seconds of receiving it.
Jamie
Princess used to do that with stuffed toys, and our Yorkie she was even worse. Like the Tazmanian Devil ripping into the unexpected toy, but just until the squeaker was out. She would run around with the squeaker in her mouth then!
Your dogs are beautiful!
Louie had a rooster that crowed and he would bring it in the room and step on it to get our attention and it was SO annoying! So finally J accidentally broke rooster's voice box haha!
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