Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Oh no, Papa! Not the pens.

Even though I’ve been out of town, I can still do an installment of “Oh no, Papa!” because she always gives me plenty of hijinx to blog about.

Even though I’ve tried to Papa-proof the house, I never thought pens would hold much appeal. On two occasions, she chewed them apart, leaving them on the floor. It puzzles me how she could distort them to such a degree. But thank you, Papa, for not choking.

I bought her a chicken-flavored bone. She seems to like it, but the real test will be what happens if I happen to leave pens on the living room table. I'm still on a search for the endlessly entertaining toy.

2 comments:

Shaiha said...

I have a Pom that is so addicted to pens that I have to lock them up. I have even tried storing them in a cup at the top of a bookcase and he climbs up to get them.

Naomi said...

That's a real commitment to pens. Maybe he needs a toy pen, but one that has no tiny parts. Then again, they probably don't make things like that!