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Puppy Views on Fuzzy Duck

Dear Kid,

Not too long ago, we gave the puppy a new toy. It was a fuzzy duck. Which is fun to say. And apparently fun to carry around because the puppy spent a lot of time trotting around with the fuzzy duck.

See my new fuzzy duck?

The duck had a quacker in it. Which made a very funny quwonck sound every now and then. The puppy carried the duck everywhere for a few days.

But a day or so ago, the puppy decided it was time to surgically remove the duck’s quacker. Much chewing and de-stuffing ensued. The noisemaking part was gently removed (and by “gently removed” I mean ripped out) and teeny pieces of plastic were methodically chewed off and spit out.

I watched carefully to be sure all the little parts were spit out. After a while I traded the plastic for an edible bone so I didn’t have to watch any more.

Yesterday, the baby decided to remove all the rest of the stuffing. He is (of course) very proud of himself.

See my new fuzzy duck? I am such a good boy.

Love, Mom

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Doggie Underwear (and Other Gifts)

Dear Kid,

Well, I messed up. Big time. I gave the puppy (who I know so well) a gift the other night. I was expecting joyous tail wagging and toy playing. Turned out the toy was the equivalent of giving him doggie underwear. “This? This is a present? You want me to play with this? Ah, no…. and it doesn’t even have the days of the week.”

I don’t know how I could have been so far off the mark. It was squishy (his preferred mouth-feel). It had stuffing (all the better for pulling out), it had a squeaker (all the better for squeaking and then pulling out), and Daddy was willing to throw it.

Booker sniffed. He sniffed again. And then he put his head in the gift box hopping I’d made a mistake and that his real present was still in there. Somewhere.

I felt badly. I really did. No one under the age of 25 wants underwear as a present. Most people over 25 don’t want undies either. And I have never, ever met a puppy who put underwear on the wish list.

Booker with his new Chipmunk toy DearKidLoveMom.comSo last night I gave him a different present. A toy chipmunk. With a squeaker, and a bit of stuffing. And (a new addition to the puppy toy world) some crinkly stuff in its legs.

Booker sniffed. And without even sniffing again, he took his beloved new toy and trotted away where he could tell it how much he loves it (and by “tell” I mean “gnaw”) without interference (while keeping one eye out for thieves and villains who might think playing Snatch the New Chipmunk would be a fun game). Home run! The human equivalent of a car. Or at least a really cool set of headphones.

Booker and Dad discuss Chipmunk ownership DearKidLoveMom.comIn other gift catastrophes, I had an excellent idea for Daddy for his birthday. A truly wonderful idea for the Man Who Is Impossible to Buy For. Im-possible. But I, the amazing wife that I am, came up with the World’s Greatest Idea. Under the guise of “running errands” I went to buy said gift over the weekend.

Except it was three times the amount I was prepared to spend. Yikes! Back to the drawing board (with very little time to draw).

Any and all ideas appreciated.

Love, Mom

P.S. Don’t forget to call Dad to say Happy Birthday!

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