And it is super duper exciting! We have finally found something that Titus WILL NOT eat. Can you believe it?
So this is what Mama found when she gotted out of the shower yesterday morning:
Titus had struck again. First, he chewed up the granola bar box (no granola bars were harmed - thank cod). Then Mama looked over to the left of the box. At first, she thought it was a puke pile. But on closer inspection, she realized that he had chewed the top off of a bottle of salad dressing. She admits that her first reaction was to sigh and wonder when the 'tocks trouble would start. But she did what she does in these situations - assess the damage and amount consumed so that she has good info for when she has to make those embarrassing calls to the v-e-t. She scooped as much back into the bottle as she could and then measured it and it didn't look like much was gone. She held out a gooey, salad-dressingy hand to Titus to see if he'd lick it and he wouldn't. Mama could not believe her eyes. Mr. Harvey Woofnagle does not like green goddess dressing! She did a little dance and gave Titus a big smooch between the froot bats. All in all, it turned out to be a good day: no embarrassing calls to the v-e-t, no 'tocks trouble, no puke piles, and we learned something new about our Titus. hee hee
Happy Wednesday, everybuddy!