Man Down!

I'm actually surprised it's taken this long.

I walked in the living room the other day and saw stuffing on the floor. This isn't too unusual, every time Vincent gets a new toy, the squeaker is popped and there is stuffing all over the floor with in 23 minutes. He's a pro and if there were a competition for such things, he would surely win.

Anyways, the thing about this is that Vincent hasn't had a new toy for...um, how old is Jack now? Sixteen weeks? Ok, Vincent hasn't had a new toy in 16 weeks. I know, it's shameful and I hate it, but poor Vincent hasn't had a new toy in a while.

Recently he's been eyeing Jack's stuffed toys. Now, Vincent knows which toys are his and which aren't. You might not believe me, but I used to sleep with a stuffed bunny that had a chicken attached to it's ear (strange, I know) and the chicken even had a squeaker in it...but Vincent knew it was not his and no matter how many people tortured him by squeaking that squeaker, Vincent did not touch it, because he knew it was not his!

Well, apparently Vincent had suffered the negelctful-ness long enough and needed to get out some frustrations and remind us that he's still here.

Poor owl.



4 comments:



Beth Wooten said...

Ha! The bunny with the chicken ear! I squeaked that chick to tempt poor, obedient Vincent. He's been so good for so long. I think that owl was his due. A dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do. He's just asserting his beastiness.

Anonymous said...

And you and Jack are going to the pet store right after the next nap, right?

Molly said...

He is a beast, and I've been reminded of that! And yes, our next trip to Target will include a stroll down the dog toy isle...

bezerka said...

Remember when I use to tease poor Ben Cent with that bunny in your apartment in good ole S of A??? Gosh i love that dog!!