Seeing as Moose rapidly tore through his lion and then subsequently an elephant (so quickly, I didn’t even get to take a picture of it)… we finally broke out his squeaky beaver. All plump and furry, he couldn’t help but nuzzle the hell out it. Almost two days in he hasn’t even disrupted a moist [...]
As all things must, Moose’s beloved lion has been tossed from the mortal coil (well, actually into the garbage). O, how those that are loved the hardest, leave us the quickest. Apparently, soft little legs and feet can only be nibbled on for so long until they give way and their vital stuffing starts to flow. Little pieces of lion were starting to appear in many different areas. Foot stuffing in the kitchen, leg stuffing in the bedroom, and torso stuffing in the living room.
This past weekend, Jess and I were over in the ‘Burn for my mom’s birthday weekend extravaganza spectacular. Of which it lived up to its name. While we were there my mom was trying to pawn off some of their new toys that they have for their dog Tolley. Now don’t get me wrong, Tolley is a wonderful dog and deserves every little thing he gets, but that dog is spoiled rotten.