Jack ate both of my makeup brushes this afternoon. Also, three nails and a cardboard envelope that I managed to grab just before he chomped through my birth certificate, which was inside.
Don’t worry, I recovered the nails, too. But seriously, I thought I had a snacking problem. All I had was some yogurt and strawberries:
Oh my goodness, Jack must have an iron-stomach!!
Bummer! I remember the day my puppy ate the bra I got from Nordstroms…not good.
My dog snacks on my cat. If my dogs weren’t so cute… I don’t know what I’d do to them.
UGH my pooch has just started the “eat everything phase” that I expect to be the next 15 years of my life. Why, oh why do they find stacks of paper so delicious?
uh oh… good thing you got those nails… poor makeup brushes tho
who knew they were snacks 
Sephora…oh darn
Dangeroussssss store!
VG -
He does. It’s all the chicken bones he picks up off the street. They’ve prepared him for anything.
Karen -
Oh, I’ve caught Jack with my bras in his mouth.
Run -
Yikes! I’m glad we don’t have cats.
Ben -
I think Jack just started this phase, too. For months I’ve been telling people that he’s not really bad about chewing things. He’s making up for lost time.
Lindz -
I know, they can’t taste good, right?
Allyson -
Really. It could be worse.