My dog is Obsessive Compulsive. I don’t recall if I’ve mentioned it before. Forgive me if I have.
He is obsessed… really and truly obsessed with stuffed animals and duct tape. Here we see him coddling a duck that does not belong to him along with a roll of duct tape.
“Mmmm wonderful duct tape. My favorite duct tape. I will hug him and kiss him and call him George.”
He pretty much wants all the stuffed animals in the house for himself. He doesn’t destroy them either. He just carries them around and looks at us with those guilt filled puppy dog eyes, especially when he has one that he knows is not his. Several weeks ago he adopted a bunny that did not belong to him. His name is Bun Bun. Bun Bun rightfully belongs to my youngest boy but since Bruce would not leave Bun Bun alone we finally just decided to give in and let him have Bun Bun already.
Big mistake. He now thinks he should own any stuffed animal that he finds lying around. If he is ever caught with one, like Mr. Ducky here, in his mouth he is told to drop it and he ever so sadly, ever so slowly, ever so hesitantly lays it down as if he’s a human control freak reluctantly relinquishing to a higher power something which he’d much rather keep under his own dominion. When he finds an apparently abandoned stuffy that appears to have no claim upon it he never snatches it. He just very gingerly and quietly takes it in his mouth, looking shiftily this way and that with his expressive eyebrows raising and lowering inquisitively, and then brings it to bed with him where he sits and licks it and coddles it and then promptly falls asleep on it.
Are you incredulous? Do you doubt?
Look. This is his bed right now.
Bun Bun, an alligator, a little dog named “Pup” and a lumberjack Moose are all found nestled together on Bruce’s bed. No stuffed animal is safe from being loved in this house, if not loved by a child then definitely by an Obsessive Compulsive Golden Retriever.