Nibble, nibble, little mouse
Who is nibbling at my house?
EVERYBODY!
It started with the dogs, Atticus (big, slow, loves to lick everything, doesn't run unless it involves food) and Sasha (timid, quick, shy, sneaky). I have caught them chewing a cell phone charger, lag bolts, palettes, rugs, planters, my mom's cell phone, flip flops, sidewalk chalk, screens, the house, the porch railing, concrete, Kim Possible figurine, etc. I bought some new dianthus and turned around and they had eaten the planter and the plant. I finally went to the local meat locker and picked up huge beef femur bones which keeps them busy for hours...but then my yard looks like a cow graveyard.
On to two girls with oral fixation...shirt sleeves, hair bands, MP3 players, shirt ties, napkins, fingers, pens, pencils, markers, backpack straps...my brother-in-law Shannon thinks it's a "comfort thing". I think I may go crazy. If you want to find me before I do, follow the gnawing sound to the house whittled down to a toothpick behind the cow graveyard.
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