As you well know, Joe Boxer likes to chew. Everything. Including my shoes. In order to keep him away from beds and chairs and shoes and focused on actual toys for dogs I purchased a few when I ordered the dog food online. Toys that Amazon reviews said were good for chewing dogs. Sturdy toys that looked like they might kill a few hours before becoming a pile of rubber to be vacuumed or picked out of poop. Toys that apparently, according to Husband, look like large sex toys. And now, I cannot see them as anything else.
Which I suppose is a good thing because the dogs are a bit terrifying to me right now and a 60lb boxer coming at me with one of these dangling out of his stupid mouth can’t help but make me smile. And smiling will ease the tension that drives right up my spine every time I get up on my three “legs” and the four-legged dumbasses start running about me because their first attempt at killing me failed. And there’s nothing like a dumbass dog chewing on a sex toy to make me smile. I’m off the Oxy, I promise. This is my brain off drugs.
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