Little Loaf got a new toy last Friday. It was a purple, soft, two pitched squeaker in the spitting image of one Little Loaf - if one was to be a purple soft, two pitched squeaker toy - it took about two hours before this purple, smiley face was silenced forever. Both squeaking bits located, the stomach gutted, nothing left but a floppy purple rag with a still stiff silly smile on its squeaker toy face.
Here follows the action-packed short story about the purple impersonator, from homecoming, to hide and seek, to found and almost instant mutilation ~
(yes, one knows one might be a lawnmowing session or two overdue)
And I case anyone wonders, I have long since stopped sacrificing soft stuffed squeakers to the loaf extraordinaire. This is always the not so clever deed of one M.
Ah, well, at least Little Loaf had fun while the toy lasted. :-)
ReplyDeleteHe certainly is very hard on them, though! (Meaning he goes through them very quickly! LOL.)
A shockingly violent series of photos! Malte is very sweet even when busy with his prey.
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