My sweet doggie Abner has this thing about toys. Since he was a puppy, he LOVES rubber balls, tennis balls, and stuffed animals. When we go to Denham Springs, he likes to steal Addison's toys and play with them. When he visits my sisters home and sees her dog Brax, he loves to play with his toys. He has an infatuation with bouncing balls and loves to toss them in the air and play catch. It's so funny to watch! The thing about his toys, though, is that he usually destroys them. He rips stuffed toys to shreds and pulls the stuffing out and guarenteed, will pop a rubber ball or eat a hole in a tennis ball. Its just a given. So in time, we have learned that once we buy a toy, a few days later its in the garbage.
YET.... When we got back from the honeymoon and picked Abs up, he had taken a teeny tiny stuffed baby giraffe from my sisters house. He carried this baby giraffe in his mouth everywhere he went, even dropping it in his food bowl when he ate! We thought, MAYBE he wont tear this poor little innocent giraffe a part this time, but low and behold- about a week later we found the giraffe..... Ears were eaten off... Plastic eyes were munched on... Tail was gone... and stuffing everywhere. It was gruesome..
For some reason while we were in Denham Springs on our last visit, Rickey decided that Abner needed another toy. This time, he chose a medium sized stuffed Duck. Why he chose this one, one only knows, but it was cute looking and on sale and we thought, "eh, what the heck- Abs is sweet and this will last for a few days.. oh well." So we got the Duck, brought him home, and gave him to Abs.. For the first 3 days he wouldnt touch this thing. It sat in the exact same spot in the middle of our living room for hours and hours, never moving. Once day we came home and randomly spotted Abner sniffing at this baby duck.. Sniffing turned into, pushing it around our rug.. That soon turned into licking, biting, and tossing it around a bit... Which has finally turned into an obsession......
Our conclusion??? We are grandparents and Abner has a baby pet of his own... his "baby duckie" as we call it goes EVERYWHERE, and I mean EVERYWHERE, with him. He doesnt sleep without it. When we go outside, he carries it in his mouth or leaves it by the door to be picked up when we get inside. He hugs it, and loves it, and its so funny.. We have been waiting for the day that the duck is pronounced - but maybe that wont happen this time! Rickey checked the duck the other day to make sure we werent having "leaking stuffing" and its actually in MINT condition! So, Abner has a baby duckie, and we are officially Grandparents. What a precious pup! :)
Avec tout mon couer,
Lace
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