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Originally Posted by Fritz n Sophie  My boy, Fritz, was madly in love with his bed. Every night he would run to his kennel and scratch at the door. Then hump fest would begin. He would fold his bed over to get it up a little higher and the heavy breathing and toenails scratching on the plastic tray would commence. One night he literally humped his little weenie inside out. My husband had to take him to the vet the next morning so they could get everything back in place. I had to throw his lover away and he now sleeps with us. No more humping. Oh by the way he had been fixed for over a year when that happened. Horn dog! |
Omg bless his little heart. . . . I am sorry I can't stop laughing. But that poor thing. His poor little pee pee. Ad on top of it you threw his lover away. . . Meanie
