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Thursday, June 3, 2010

Naughty Boy

I hadn't planned on using a real picture of Pirate Puppy. But I couldn't find a neutral picture that fit what I was trying to say. So consider yourselves privileged that you get to see my cute baby.

He's LOTS bigger than this now. He was 3 or 4 months old with this picture was taken.

This boy loves his mama. He gets very upset when he doesn't get his snuggle time with me. He LOVES to be in the kitchen with me when I cook or wash dishes, laying quietly on the floor. He's just happy to be in the same room with me. If he gets in the way, I just have to shove him across the floor with my foot. (Gonna need a big kitchen when we move so there's room for him to sprawl!) When he goes to bed without me, he'll wait by the bedroom door until I come into the room. He'll lay on his back and wait for me to scratch his belly. Then he goes to my side of the bed and squishes himself underneath the bed (it's a VERY tight fit).

He's very devoted. I think it boarders on addiction.

Most puppies chew. When they're teething, they need stuff to gnaw on. It's been a long standing rule in our house that if you don't want your shoes, clothes, stuffed animals, etc. chewed on, don't leave them on the floor. Unattended stuff will end up under our bed with lots of little holes in them. He's pretty much outgrown it now. Aside from his occasional craving for socks, generally, things are pretty safe around him.

But he has one thing that he will chew on any chance he gets.

Something that apparently completely smells like Mama, and he just can't seem to help himself.

He likes to chew on my bras.

On the rare times that I'm tired/distracted/whatever and forget to put my bra safely away, I can guarantee that I will find it under the bed ripped to shreds.

Bras are not cheap.

I appreciate that he loves me and needs some sort of security blanket that smells like me, but does he have to eat my bras?

Weird boy.


leannewitney said...

almost sounds like a weird fetish... hahaha

MTGrace said...

That's a disturbing thought, Leanne! LOL