"Raising a kid is part joy and part guerrilla warfare."
~Ed Asner

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

It's Tuffie Tough

We got a new toy for Dakota.  How long his toys last are dependent on a few factors.  Their durability, Dakota's mood, and whether or not Noah is trying to steal it, to name a few.  He tends to go through anything we get him pretty quickly.  This time we got him a Tennis Tuffie.  It's a tennis bone and on top is a tennis ball puppy head.  Izzie picked it out because she thought the puppy was cute with it's little, dangly ears and sweet face.


Notice that there is no cute puppy tennis ball head with dangly ears and sweet face.  That's because Dakota ate it.  Well, at least part of it.  All day Sunday, Dakota was acting strange.  He kept gagging and acted like he was aspirating on something.  I would let him outside and he would yak mostly phlegm.  That morning I found a piece of white fluff near his bed.  Later on I found a puppy ear next to the keyboard.  That's all we found.  

He's trying so hard not to look at me.

Izzie came up to me and said that Bepa broke Dakota's dog toy so I called to investigate.  Bepa said that Dakota and him were playing with it and tore it up.  Dakota did eat part of it but Grandma through the rest of the head out. 

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