The other day, my BOYFRIEND bought Redford and Violet these gigantoid pressed raw hides, which were awesome, as they kept them busy for the better part of an hour one night. So when I went to the pet store, I picked up a couple more. Even gargantuan-er ones. Beef-basted!
Redford started making love to his on Tuesday night and kept at it when I turned in for the night. I could hear him scraping away at the thing as I dozed off. Normally, I would’ve taken it away from him prior to bed, but I had been out late at the Carolina game and couldn’t put together a coherent thought before zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
A few hours later….
Me: (sensing Redford’s face in my face) Redford.
Redford: Ohai!
Me: It’s 1:00am.
Redford: Yeah.
(beat)
Me: What?!
Redford: You know doze big rah hides you got fer me and Vylit?
Me: Yes.
Redford: I like dem!
Me: And you wanted to wake me up to tell me that.
Redford: Yes.
Me: OK, thank you.
(beat)
Me: I got it.
(beat)
Me: You can go to bed now.
Redford: You know doze big rah hides you got fer me and Vylit?
Me: Yes?
Redford: Can we get moar of doze?
Me: You’re not even half way done with the one you have!
Redford: (blink)
Me: Yes, OK, fine. I’ll get more.
Redford: K. Gnight!