Gizmo's Got "Pet Attitude": Killing my stuffie

Monday, October 27, 2008

Killing my stuffie - By Gizmo

I sometimes get very vicious when I'm playing with my stuffed toys. Here is a very short video mum took.

I'm killing my stuffie first so then I can destuff it without hurting it. Considerate aren't I!

6 comments:

Lorenza said...: Hi, Gizmo!
Yes, you are very considerate!
I like to shake my toys but I have never destuffed one! Is is funny?
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza; October 27, 2008 at 12:10 PM
Tony said...: Boy Gizmeister you really got it good!!!!; October 27, 2008 at 7:26 PM
Tony said...: Dixie has a rubber chook she regularly kills to death; October 27, 2008 at 7:26 PM
Charlie Daniels said...: Great stuff (or should that be de-stuff!!) Gizmo! :-)

Cheers

Charlie; October 27, 2008 at 10:22 PM
Pedro said...: Gizmo,

I'm glad that you humanely de-stuff your stuffies! Good job :P

Pedro; October 28, 2008 at 2:27 AM
Anonymous said...: Hey...thats exactly what I do......my humans get really tetchy about all the stuffing over the floor....but still they supply me with my exercise gadgets!!!( cannot possibly call then toys); October 29, 2008 at 7:41 PM

How Gizmo & I found each other

On June 3rd 2008 I was on my way home from being up where I agist my horse Boaz when I saw the smallest dog ever running up the middle of the road heading straight for our car.
My mum stopped and opened up her door and in jumped, who I’d later name, Gizmo.

After spending 30mins driving around the area looking for the owners I took Gizmo home and reported him to the pound.
I tried so hard not to get too attached to him in case I found his owners but it was too hard not to.
Gizmo was the cutest, most sweetest dog I’d ever met and I couldn’t help but fall madly in love with him right away.

On June 5th, Just 2 days after I found him, my worst nightmare came true. My mum found Gizmo’s owners and I had to return him. I didn't want to but kept telling myself that it was the right thing to do and that it was in Gizmo’s best interests to be with his original owner.

I gave him back & returned home, without Gizmo and with a broken heart instead.
I cried myself to sleep for the next few nights praying that I could go back in time and keep him instead of giving him up.

Luckily fate stepped in.

On June 7th, I was up feeding Boaz again when I heard a familiar barking and low and behold it was Gizmo.
He had ran away again and somehow managed to find me.
We were so happy to see each other but Gizmo wouldn’t leave my side, afraid I would give him back again.
Thankfully his owners saw how much Gizmo loved me and how deeply I loved him back and they let me buy him.

Gizmo and I are now a family and we are very happy.
We thank Fate for bringing us together so uniquely.