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Tuesday, February 14, 2023
Moonset
Whip was on top of the window seats and barking at something outside. I went over to see if it was that pesky squirrel that has been coming in from the forest to raid the bird feeders. That's when I noticed a red object on the floor. It was a heart - a puffy plastic heart that just fit into my palm. It had a small white topper w/ holes in it and the initials B-A-B embossed across the front. I looked over my shoulder. Had someone been in the house while I was gone? Nah ... they would have cleaned up. However, I'd never seen this object before and knew no one w/ those initials. Fortunately, before I entirely freaked out, I closed my hand around it and it emitted a squeak. Oh, that's what it is! I searched and found the little fabric sloth my sister and brother-in-law had given to Whip at Christmas. My sister had warned me multiple times to take the squeaker out of it so the dog didn't ingest it. I'd assured her I would but hadn't. Whip tends to nibble at things more than rip them apart. Didn't think she would open up the toy and she liked the sound it made. When I turned the sloth over, however, the seam in the back was open and it's squeaker missing. OK, it's a little creepy that the company chose a heart shaped squeaker to put in the body of a stuffed animal. Even more eerie that Whip chose to rip it out on Valentines Day.
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LOl! Whip wanted to know where that squeak comes from so she took it apart.
cjb
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