Seriously, I know I said it in yesterday’s post, but Karin TRULY picked a winner with her sprinkle present to me. She granted our family the gift of Wahoo, the giant inflatable blue dog by Marky Sparky toys.
I’m not kidding when I say Wahoo has changed my entire perspective on pets. Before he joined the family, Grey and I had considered possibly getting a puppy for Ollie so that he didn’t feel so left out when the new baby arrives in November, but now, well, now we’re leaning toward just letting him play with the large rubber air puppy instead. Hey, he probably won’t even know the difference!
The best thing about Wahoo is that he requires no housebreaking or grooming. He won’t take a dump on the couch or shed hair all over the floor. Ollie can pounce on his back and bite his nose with no threat of retaliation or worms. Plus, no need to kennel him when we go on vacation. In fact, if he starts to annoy us we’ll just deflate him and stuff him in a closet. No pesky trips to the vet to put him down. OR, for that matter, annoying barking, howling, or rubbing his ass on the carpet like dogs are so fond of doing. He’s the best companion since the pet rock. Whoohoo, Wahoo!