Alas, poor kiddie pool, we hardly knew ye.
The dog? Has eaten the swimming pool.
And no, I am not kidding.
Does he think that I will take him to the vet if he has any sort of intestinal blockage?
Does he?
No, he does not, because he is a dog, and by nature a dog is incapable of thinking of the possible emergency room outcomes of the things that he puts into his mouth.
I, however? My nipples are all tingly at the thought of the beast choking to death on a piece of pool lining. This may in fact mean that I am an evil human being. But you know what? A human being does not eat a kiddie pool.
Therefore, I am the winner.
And that is truly all that matters.
Filed under: Life Tagged: | dogs are dumb, dogs are stinky, dogs are stupid, dogs are the bane of my existence, Moose must perish
I got stuck right here . . .
possible emergency room outcomes of the things that he puts into his mouth . . .
Sometimes there are things that must be Googled.
I am off.
A little bit.
Yes, I know.
Your offness?
So hot.
Let me know if you find anything truly disturbing.
I am a dog person and we currently have a boxer and an american bulldog. We also used to have a pool; one of the above ground ones that was 15 ft by 4 ft and held 15,000 liters (3963 gallons) of water and was so nice to float in on a hot summer day. The dogs didn’t eat it, but they did rip a GIANT hole in it. *sigh* Why do I love them so much?
Sort of like children, right? Break our stuff, scratch our furniture, punch us in the groin…
… why do we love them so as well?
Probably for some reason. I can’t think of one right now, though.
I’ll get back to you.