The Peril of Penguin

[Jelpy]

It started around Christmas. I saw a good sized and very cute stuffed penguin at Pier One, purchased it for myself as a Christmas gift and brought it home. Less than an hour later I saw Allie trotting proudly through the house, penguin in mouth, with a smug expression that suggested she had wrestled several polar bears for it. Naturally, I took steps; which is to say I snatched it away and firmly instructed the GSDs that this was MY TOY not theirs, and I did not want it molested in any way.

Massive mistake. Eight ears swiveled in that direction like fuzzy ABM missile homing systems, eight eyes focused on the penguin with burning intensity, four mouths began drooling with anticipation, four EVIL German Shepherd Minds began plotting the penguin’s demise. I had forgotten that nothing is more irresistible to a GSD as the forbidden.

Since that day,the penguin’s existence has resembled a reel from the Perils of Pauline. Hardly a day goes by that I’m not rescuing the poor thing from savage jaws. Yesterday evening I came into the room to discover that Lycan had the penguin and was violently shaking his head (This is notable as Lycan is not particularly interested in a toy unless he can take it away from someone else.) I removed the penguin and placed in a place he couldn’t get to it. An hour later I heard a contented groan from Allie, and glanced over to see she had somehow retrieved the penguin and had it planted between her paws. Again I rescued the penguin and this time buried it in the bed next to me.

Not at all deterred, Allie jumped up on the bed and started rooting through the blankets, trying to find her prize. I shoo’d her away to catch some shut eye. Cut to midnight, I wake up and need to use the necessary. As I exit the bathroom I see Allie triumphant emerge from the blankets, penguin in mouth. Apparently she had spent two hours watching me and just waiting until I left the bed so she could seize her prize again. TWO HOURS!

This is really all my fault, I suppose. When I first found the dogs with the penguin, I should have squealed in joy, praised them effusively, and encouraged them to tear it to pieces. The German Shepherds would have lost interest in milliseconds.

But Jeez! TWO HOURS?!

Jelpy

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