Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home
So I got a little excited... It wasn't like they were going to use that draft protector thingy forever...
I find that any stuffed item can be chewed up. Only this time, I did it when the Big Guy was around.
What you don't see is the other trail of stuffing that I left. It went from the dining room to the living room.
The Big Guy was in the kitchen and he was cooking away.
He noticed that I was being quite. I was having fun with this stuffed item. I heard him walking out of the kitchen, so I jumped up and ran to him. I wagged my tail and got a pat. He thought I was just being quiet and being good.
So he went back to his cooking.
Once again, he wondered, why was I so quite.
Well the second time, I didn't hear him coming.
So I got put in the kennel while he cleaned up the stuffing and threw out the draft protector.
He then got a bowl of Franks Hot Sauce and laced it with Cayane Pepper. Then he got his BBQ brush and painted the wood siding again. I have been nibbling again on the deck rails and other pieces of wood. He says it's going to cure me of chewing wood, or burn my mouth off.
I think I better find something else to chew on.
Bye bye for now.
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