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You know who won't be getting a Christmas present
Monty. I stupidly put a wrapped Chocolate Monopoly game on the floor with a pile of presents I wrapped this afternoon. When I came home from running errands a few minutes ago, I walked in to quite the mess. He managed to unwrap it, tear the plastic off the box, tear apart the box, and eat half of the chocolate. Yippee!
Re: You know who won't be getting a Christmas present
Add Moxie to that Naughty list. Little brat new she did something wrong, came downstairs with her head and tail low.
I went to the grocery store after dinner and was gone maybe an 1.5 hours. I came home to find one of my nice gloves all chewed up. Of course she couldn't take one of the crappy old ones, nooo...she had to take a pretty one that has a matching scarf and goes with my coat.
He was under the bed when I walked in. He knew how much trouble he was in.
He'll be fine eventually. I imagine he'll just do a lot of puking tonight. He's gated in the bathroom right now, so I have a limited area to clean up. Unfortunately, this is not our first Monty eating chocolate experience.
Yeah, activated charCOAL.
HYUK!
Did I tell you guys about how after Sookie ate the baby ibuprofen and had to eat activated charcoal at the vet, she pooped briquettes for the next week?
The hair grows in thick where the horn used to be.
That sucks Buddha...
Daisy ate a few oz of chocolate covered espresso beans once. I spent the whole day running her outside... I told Trav repeatedly that day that if she didn't die from a caffeine overdose, I'd kill her myself. Damn dog.
Maybe I don't have a heightened sense of smell, but I've never smelled any vagina on my pants. -- TSD
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