Rocker's favorite baby-sitter and I were at Ikea the other day. She came up to me with this in her hand. "I think Rocker needs this." "You're his Aunt!" I say as I chuck the disgusting, yet sort of cute rat into my ginormous Ikea yellow shopping bag. Spoiled. Really. I didn't give it a second thought.
Turns out Rocker is in love with Rat. Rat hasn't left Rock's sight in the last week.
Mr. S says it's Rat's paws (or is it feet?) that make him gross. I disagree 100%. It's after Rocker chews on Rat's tail for a half hour that makes him gross.
Sigh. (I know you know what I'm going to say next) We just love this dog...even if he does have a crush on smelly ol' Rat.