I woke up feeling a bit under the weather so I cancelled the day and declared Luke the honorary “mom of the house.” He did a great job of feeding and taking care of Cruz and the dogs. The boys dined on graham crackers and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and Honey only had one accident in the house so far. Luke limited Cruz’s screen time and had him doing puzzles and arts and crafts in the kitchen to earn some playtime on the phone. However, by mid-morning the duties were beginning to wane on him and he approached me in the bedroom.
“Mom, I can’t get Honey to stop chewing on things. Cruz won’t get off the couch because of Honey and I can’t get anything done.”
I suggested that he give her a rawhide even though Dad had recently told us to avoid rawhides as they could get stuck in the dog’s intestines. Luke, who has the memory of an elephant but the vocabulary of a six year old, quickly rebutted my suggestion.
“Remember, we can’t give her rawhides anymore because it might get stuck in her testicles.”
Clearly I have been in bed far too long if our female puppy has grown testicles. It is time to face the day, make some coffee and stir in some creamer with a rawhide so they don’t go to waste!
