My dog is a walking disaster. Remember the other day when I told y'all about his tail getting slammed in the door? And before that he limped for a couple of days and pretended that his paw hurt him. I say pretend because the vet said there was nothing wrong with him. And I have an even better photo to show you.
This picture was taken a couple months after we got him. He ate a safety pin from my husband's dry cleaning. Nice.
But, really, this dog is something else. He runs in circles until he falls over. He jumps 4-5 feet in the air if you go into a certain drawer that may or may not contain his leash. He attacks you if you run across the house to get the door. When you come home from the grocery store, he thinks everything in the bag is his and he will put his head in every bag if you let him. A new toy is only a new toy for about 3.7 milliseconds. Then it is nothing but the carcass of a once squeaky masterpiece of polyester or whatever they're made from. You can see from the first pic that he's an expert at ripping them to shreds.
But why does he have to be all Jeffrey Dahmer and keep all the pieces?
Is your dog (or other pet) crazy like mine?
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