My 2 year old goldendoodle just yeeted herself off the porch for no reason and fucked up her leg. Of course the vet is booked until 11 AM tomorrow. This is the same dog that had to get bowel obstruction surgery twice in two months because she kept eating toys. She is not allowed to have toys anymore.
She’s such a goblin.
30? Goddamn, I’d be so mad. Maybe not about the ones from the hundred pack, but my nice silk ones would get that cat banned.
They were the simple round elastic ones, wrist-size. I was just so glad they didn’t kill her. I actually have a pixie cut, and my long-haired children have grown up and moved out, so she must have found an old stash overnight. They used to be her absolute favorite toy, batting and chasing and pouncing, but apparently they’re also too fun to bite and eat as well. So I banned them instead of her.