If you don’t already know, I’m the single mother of a seven year old girl. A smart, lovely but mouthy seven year old girl who I nicknamed The Bunny Child 2000. That’s her model number. I don’t know why – it just ended up that way.
Well, Bunny hasn’t been very good about brushing her teeth. We’re talking eight cavities. So tonight I stood over her and watched while she scrubbed each chopper.
But Bunny is a little sneaky, and she decided, that with school being out, she wanted some midnight ice cream.
And she crept out to the kitchen – where Ivan has been staying.
Suddenly, she came running into my room, panicking. “Ivan growled at me, Mom! I’m scared! He GROWLED!”
And as she stood right there, I heard it, a low rumble, coming from the kitchen, defnitely canine. Then I almost rolled out of bed laughing. Because I guess if you’ve never heard a Mastiff snore, it the dark it might really sound like a growl.
That oughta teach her.
I love it. That is so funny!!!!
It does sound like a growl 🙂 hee hee
sounds like the tooth fairy has an assistant!!!! way to go ivan!
charon & spirit gayle
Hysterical!
I wonder if he’d keep me away from the midnight ice cream trips too… Can you send him over?? 🙂
AngelAbbysMom – Too funny! I think I need him here for both Bunny and me! He might be well worth the thousand dollar vet visits so far just for that ability alone! Do you think that would count as a “service animal” so I could take him everywhere? 🙂