Super Gross!

This is Chopper. He is our 4 year old pooch from the pound. He is a lovely dog. He likes to chase squirrels, swim in infested waters, fetch sticks (but never bring them back) and sit under Isaac’s highchair and clean up everything he drops. He’s great, really! He is my built in vacuum.

I only have a few bones to pick with him… Stop shedding, stop barking at cars that drive by and stop sneaking up on my couch when we’re gone. But now there is one more thing…

I want you to take a look at his innocent face.

Then take a look at this.

This is, or was, a soiled diaper of Isaac’s. Yes, Chopper ate it and all of its contents. It’s his second one. I think he really likes the gel beads because there isn’t any left. I had to hurry and change a diaper on my way out of the door yesterday. I left it on the floor in Issac’s room (I don’t have a real changing table).

How gross is that? If I was pregnant I think it would make me puke! These are the moments when I take no responsibility for the pooch’s actions. I tell Jer, “That is your dog!”