Monday, January 5, 2009

dinosaur

In addition to his Massive Bone, Tucker also got a small squeaky chameleon for Christmas.
I used to have a small Jackson chameleon named Bubba, so it broke my heart a little to see him play with this toy, but he loved it sooo much. It was his first experience with a squeaky type toy, and initially he was unsure if it was alive or a toy. And so he was gentle. It would squeak when he touched it, and we would watch as he recoiled in horror as though thinking "Omigod, I hurt it!" Then he would very tentatively approach it again, nudge it, and recoil when it squeaked at him. He is a pitbull, however, and so shortly after the initial introduction, he tore the thing apart. Like a good pitbull does.Now, sadly, all that is left of the little sweet chameleon toy is a single pair of feet we confiscated once we realized he was swallowing rubber that will surely lodge in his intestines and cost us $1k we don't have.
Thanks Grandma.

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