Funny? Perhaps...

Our Beast.  

I've stopped our growth graph (obviously-if you ever looked), but we did weigh Ziggy a few days ago and he was a whopping 75 lbs.  Wow. 

We really love him.  Joey really loves him.  Definitely like a brother though, he asks to say goodnight to Ziggy when it's convenient or will play with him when there are no better options, but mostly tells him "no" and does not want to share his toys with him.  :-) 

Mocha really loves him.  They are definitely still best friends, as strange as that is.  

Ziggy at times though is slightly exasperating.  He is like a vacuum cleaner when we walk him, even if it is after a meal.  He eats ANYTHING in his path, edible or not.  You really can't do anything else when you walk him because you have to watch the ground SO carefully.  We've seen him eat, rocks, paper, napkins, letters, sticks, grass, poop, boxes, any kind of toy, chair and table legs, towels, pillows, potted plants, not potted plants, rugs, cat food, our baby gates, and laundry. 

Today he ate a book of matches on our kitchen table, knocked Matt's coffee all over our ottoman and floor, and ate someone else's letter.  I was sorting through some mail and left a small pile of "Not at this address" on the floor and he ate one.  Silly me for thinking that I could set a non-edible piece of paper on our floor for a few minutes.  I guess "non-edible" is a matter of opinion.  

I don't actually know what the letter was or who it was for anymore.  It was too chewed.  I feel bad, but I can't think of anything I could actually do about it. 

We've upped his food but might have to do it again.  Right now he eats 3 cups of food for breakfast and 2 for dinner and we are thinking that we'll add lunch back in.  At one point we were giving him rawhides (which he can eat like popcorn) to relieve the urge to chew but he could go through like 4 or 5 a day!  Which is bad.  I know that now.  It took a day with so much gas that I almost blogged about it, before I decided that dog-farting us into oblivion was probably not a good blog.  Imagine your worst my friends....

So lots of rawhides=hard to digest=lots of gas

I have more morsels of important life information for you all... keep coming back....

So we got him some BIG BIG chewey, not- edible, not- swallowable, and not- destructible rubber chewing things to rotate.  One of them is a tire.  Seriously.  He seems to be doing well with them but more hungry now.  Maybe he was getting a meal's worth of rawhide and that's the issue.  

Either way, that's our doggie update.  I had to blog/write about it in some way.  Can you call a friend to vent about your dog?  You know when you are out with your little kids and someone looks at you and says something like "Wow, looks like you've got your hands full...." whenever someone says that, a picture of Ziggy flashes into my head.  If they only knew!  Gosh, we love him.  All of us love him.  I LOVE HIM, but BOY is he a handful!

I'm enjoying the smell of a nice candle now.  I think I'll let it burn the rest of the night because I have no more matches, since someone ate them all.