Pompe TravellerDog – What I Kill with My Teeth

[vc_row][vc_column width=”2/3″][vc_column_text]My mama likes to brag about me, Pompe, telling everyone what I good doggy I am and that I have never broken anything. Well, apart from a few pairs of pants that I pierced with my sharp little teeth when I was a puppy. But other than that, I have broken nothing, I’m quite the angel!

All this was true until two days ago when for some reason I decided to eat a large part of my mama’s new expensive shoe. I really don’t know what made me decide to eat mama’s shoe. The ambiance with her had changed the day before I ate her shoe, she was making these phone-calls about surgery, and I noticed that she was not at ease. I know she likes being active, so I sensed that this thinking and talking to surgeon stirred up some nervousness in her.

Always sensitive to my mama and how she feels, I believe her nervousness about surgery was the reason why I felt the urge to chew on her new shoe. After all, when mama is nervous, I become nervous.

Mama had just bought a pair of 200 Euro Hooka sneakers that she says are great for hiking, especially for people like herself with problematic knees and feet. She left them next to the door with some other shoes that she keeps there. When she was sound asleep I chewed off and ate the majority of the heal-part of the right shoe and most of the shoe-lace.

But it turned out that this shoe upset my stomach, so a few hours later I vomited the heal and shoe-lace. The shoe-lace was pink when I ate it, but after it had been in the acids in my stomach it turned red.

Mama wasn’t too happy about my shoe-munching episode, and I kind of get it. I will try and stay away from her shoes in the future.

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