Years ago my Golden retreiver (gone for decades now, but about 10 months old at the time) met me at the front door, wagging her tail excitedly, with the handset of a princess phone (remember those?) in her mouth. She thought it would be a great fetch toy. I found the pieces of the cord coils looking like a pile of spaghetti-O's on my bedspread.
Yep. Another reason why my wife insists we only have (de-clawed) cats.
ReplyDeleteOuch... But ya really can't blame the dog...
ReplyDeleteYears ago my Golden retreiver (gone for decades now, but about 10 months old at the time) met me at the front door, wagging her tail excitedly, with the handset of a princess phone (remember those?) in her mouth. She thought it would be a great fetch toy. I found the pieces of the cord coils looking like a pile of spaghetti-O's on my bedspread.
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