Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Snuggle Fresh

Nesta carried a towel around with him all day. Every time I'd take it- He'd find it. He rolled on it. (in the same manner that he rolls in deer poo) He shook it. He chased it. He slept on it. Normally, I'd think he was just being spiteful because I had too much house work to play. A dog toting a towel- not that odd. But...this particular towel is covered in fabric softener. I spilled a cup full earlier in the morning. Why on earth has my fuzzy boy taken to this snuggle fresh towel?

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