My “Special” Son


Taj’s favorite toy happens to be a rainbow volleyball that Strutter brought home from the beach this year. It’s so big that his canine teeth end up wedging it in his mouth and he has to fight to get it out. (And it’s usually a vigorous fight when there’s food or a treat waiting) Part of me wants to deflate the ball a little bit to make this easier, but then he’d be able to bite it and puncture it, and then lose his favorite toy. To anyone that wants to cry “Animal abuse!” let me just say this: Fuck you.

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