Our recent Thanksgiving trip to Cavalier, North Dakota to spend the holiday with Alycia's parents was a relaxing and food filled weekend. As always we brought along the three pooches to share in the holiday festivities. Tito and Shaak Ti are pretty well behaved and are allowed to mingle in the kitchen and living room, but Shadowfax gets a bit too excited in the free-for-all doggie snacking environment that happens during meal preparation and mealtimes. So Shadowfax stays behind a baby gate in the hallway where she can see all the action and get pets/treats without the danger of an altercation over a scrap of turkey.
Shadowfax is very well behaved and usually lays in her dog bed behind the baby gate, watching the action. During lunch on Friday I was trapped at the far corner of the table and couldn't see Shadowfax, but I suddenly realized that she had been quiet for several minutes. Very quiet. This quiet stretch was immediately followed by some odd thrashing and bonking noises. Alycia was closest to the hallway and I told her that shenanigans were afoot. She jumped up and found Shadowfax the puppy in the process of mauling her Mom's beloved Angel Bear, the Beanie Baby. Not since the demise of Tourist Dog (see A Wake For Tourist Dog) has there been such a wanton, deliberate act of stuffed animal carnage.
Shadowfax has only mangled two things at Alycia's parents house, a Bible (King James edition) and Angel Bear. I try to play this off as the puppy having interest in religious matters, but Alycia parents instead see it as a sign of Shadowfax being rasied in a non-religious and immoral manner.
Alycia brought Angel Bear home and offered to repair him. I think this might be tough since he no longer has a face, and any repair will leave him with a large, jagged facial scar and may necessitate a name change to Prison Angel Bear, which doesn't quite have the same warm and fuzzy connotation.
We were also only able to recover one of Angel Bears' eyes. There is probably another eye rattling around somewhere in Shadowfaxs' digestive tract, which should have taken care of itself by now. Though it will be unsettling when I have to scoop up a poop in the backyard that is starting back at me with a single beady eye, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Shadowfax obviously enjoyed the soft, delicious texture of Angel Bear and seemed quite intent on finishing the job. She was convinced that Alycia was being extraordinarily cruel by not letting her finish the disemboweling and disassembling process. Even though he has no eyes and may have a rough time navigating the journey, we're hoping that if repairs don't work, that Angel Bear can spread his wings fly up to stuffed animal heaven.
2 comments:
Oh, no, poor Angel Bear! Just like kids, when things get too quiet, it is time to investigate. I hope the eye can be found, lol.
I totally agree Karen, silence = trouble. I'm actually hoping that the eye won't be found, it was pretty small, so hopefully it'll get "lost" in the mix somehow.
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