For the longest time every new addition was carefully put into an existing family group of animals. She plays with them still. I think there is a rotation schedule for which ones sleep on the bed. Puppy is the only constant. Well loved, well worn Puppy who is beginning to rival The Velveteen Rabbit.
Biscuit's favorite past time is to go into Gracen's room and come out with a stuffed animal. She's quite proud of herself, really. She wags much of her back end and growls as if to say, "Look at me! Look what I got!"
Most of the time she just carries the animal around and shows it off. But every once in a while she hears that call of her ancestors and she MUST chew the animal. Fortunately, she's usually under close supervision so there's not really any problem.
Except for Natalie. Poor Natalie the Otter lost an eyeball to Biscuit.
Biscuit was banished from Gracen's good graces--for all of about 10 minutes.
I suggested (what was I thinking?) that perhaps Gracen could just let Biscuit have that one. You know, to prevent further carnage of other animals.
This did not happen.
This did.
Gracen got her vet set out of the closet. She colored part of a cotton ball black and part of it brown and stuffed it into Natalie's eye socket. Anesthesia, anyone?
An artificial eye of sorts.
Animals and artificial parts seem to abound around here.
In other animal news, there is a new sheriff in town.
This sheriff issued a new edict: No additional live creatures (exceptions made for humans) are to be brought into this home.
Two dogs, two hamsters, one duck and the addition (thanks to a traitor in the house who shall remain nameless but HE knows who HE is) of a fish. A fish named Ferdinand. I couldn't make this up...
The traitor and the child can not be trusted to go into the pet store unaccompanied.
Failure to comply with the new edict will result in a fine of gigantic proportions!!
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