I received these blue monkey slippers from my aunt that I wore once. One day I noticed one was missing from my closet, but figured it was under the bed, until I was walking her and she pooped out a blue ear. Luckily only the ears and nose were digested before I found the rest of it and threw it out.

She tried flip flops, but only left teeth marks. Then she discovered how to tip over the hamper. Boy does she like expensive panties, not the cheaper cotton ones, she likes the ones that go to matching sets.  

When I do laundry she of course has to rummage through my clean warm clothes, but she is on the hunt for dryer sheets. She will throw them, shred them, and then she eventually eats those too. 

I can live with most of this, but the final straw is the random things on the beach. Somehow she manages to sneak dead fish, crabs, and even dried jellyfish. The breathe is horrible and takes days to get rid of.

Even with the panty shortage and bad breathe I still love her and have learned to cope.  She has her Bobos like from the Petsmart commercial, which she also destroys weekly but at least plays with. She has only eaten part of a squeaker before I caught her, and now remove them once she has busted a seem. 

Thanks,

Merari's mom Micole

Corpus Christi, Texas