The Non-Argument

Never fear, if you think something is impossible to destroy, hand it over to Simon. The little one man wrecking crew! Okay maybe he won't destroy it right on the spot but in time you can bet on it! He's even busted his collar twice in his lifetime. I remember being out for a walk one afternoon when Simon suddenly pulled one way while Cody and I pulled the opposite, as I blinked his collar busted.  Yep, there he was free from a collar, free from a leash. Look out world pug that believes he's a Rottweiler is loose to run free. Actually, he didn't go anywhere. He stays right with me. He knows I dole out peanut butter, why would he leave? Well in typical Simon fashion, he recently destroyed his kong. Shocking...I know! I truly thought a kong was "Simon-proof", afterall it's been "Simon-proof" for at least 10 years. However even at his ripe old age of....wait for it....now whisper it quietly...14...he is still going through his puppy chewing days. The only difference is he doesn't need to chew on something every day, it's more like every other day. It was such a mess the night the kong came apart. He had pieces of his blue kong everywhere. The pieces were stuck to him thanks to the sticky peanut butter inside the kong. For the night he earned the nickname Simon-Smurf!

Brad promised Simon a quick replacement for his destroyed kong. So there we were Sunday afternoon standing in front of the kong section of Petsmart. They have a reasonable amount to choose from. Brad instantly grabbed two large kongs. LARGE, as in designed for Rottweilers and German Shepherds. I quickly exclaimed, "No way, put those back." Then grabbed the appropriate size for the boys. Brad responded by reminding me, he promised Simon an upgraded kong, to which I chuckled at a bit.  Brad then gave me this lovely speech about how Simon will be so disappointed that he's lasted on this planet for an entire 14 years yet his mommie doesn't believe he deserves an upgraded kong. Honestly are Simon and Brad working together behind the scenes?  I think so! We continued to go back and forth with these kongs. I'd grab the smaller kongs and he'd grab the large kongs. It was quite the discussion over kongs to get for our fur-babies. How many pet parents argue about kongs? Geesh! The only kong we were in complete agreement about was the one for Piper. It's small, pink perfection!

So who won the non-argument over kongs....drumroll please....the mommie of the pet trio! Upon leaving the store Brad informed me, he would be far away from me when I present the new kongs to the boys, he doesn't want to receive judging stares from Simon. Ha-ha! The way I see it Simmie has lived without his kong for nearly a week, he's going to be happy to have one again. That's all he cares about. Plus an added benefit, his kong is bigger than his little sister's kong. Issue solved!

Side note: Those that know our little Cody as well as our Simon, for one second imagine Cody with a jumbo kong?....yeah, not happening. Cody wouldn't have been able to lift the Rottweiler-sized kong.