jesse's favorite "puppy chewy stuff" was paper, especially toilet paper and kleenex. even when he was an adult, 7 years old, I would catch him stealing toilet paper off the roll, kleenex out of the trash, and to his joy and surprise a crumpled piece of paper dropped on the floor.
Here is a simulated picture - using my "stuffed Berner" to show how I found jesse one day when he was about 4 months old.
He had been a good puppy, learned the potty outside lessons and had gained access to the entire house by then. One day I was in my study and got this feeling that I needed to check on my little friend and decided to hunt him out and see just what he was up to. I did, and found him in our master bathroom, on his back, happily chewing away as the toilet paper slowly moved across the floor from the roll to his sweet little chompers. I have always regretted I didn't have a video camera handy for a picture. Thus, the simulation photo. tiera helped me set up the photo, she remembers the scene as well.
Many times when I would be outside in jesse's potty area and see these funky looking "brownish paper logs" it would suddenly dawn me of why it seemed I was changing that blasted roll so much. I would have to keep an eye on him even when bringing the mail. However, there are two stories where his fetish nearly and did cost me a bit of coin.
I had gone outside to pay our tree trimmer, cash, for his work and had too much money with me. As I was heading back into the house jesse was in his "let me carry that....comeon....let me carry it" OCD mood and needed to carry what was in my hand into the house. So, I thought okay... here, and gently placed the bill in his mouth and watch him joyfully trot into the house. My mistake.... by the time I reach him in the family room where he usually took and dropped the mail I saw my money disappear past his lips, over the tongue, and gone fooooorrrrever. Even a finger could not reach that piece of, okay here it is.... $100.00 treat.
the best was when,
even after warning S, of jesse's love for paper (jess was about 6-7 months old) and the need to keep anything important out of reach of his little puppy chompers, S laid a postal money order on the dresser, near the edge I might add. I can't remember exactly how...but jesse was caught eating the money order. S had a small fit because it was for... $600.00 and anyone who has bought money orders knows if it is lost it is very hard to replace or get your money back. Thankfully the portion that was pulled out from my reaching into his throat was one small corner where the serial number was still intact. We had to wait for 6 weeks, after filling out several forms at the post office, but did eventually get the monies returned. poor jesse was on S's #%^& list for a long time for that.
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| opps.... thankfully not my paycheck |
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| carrying in mail with his mail bag |
