A few days ago, Sparky enjoyed the Snuffle Diving Challenge. That was put together with whatever was handy. Sparky needs a proper ball pit. Today, four hundred 2.25 inch balls arrived from Amazon. When something new comes into the house, if it looks fun, Sparky assumes it’s for him.
Sparky was perturbed that I wasn’t letting him play with his new toys.
I had to wash his balls before he could play with them, but I couldn’t tell Sparky that. Just before leaving the orphanage, they cut off his nuts. If that was a difficult time for Sparky, he didn’t show it.
Still, I’m not taking a cheap shot. Honestly, I think the worst part was having a shaved belly.
I reminded Sparky of those children’s toys covered in a date rape drug. That was almost two decades ago. Has China gotten more diligent? Sparky wasn’t convinced. He wanted to know if I would have to wash a Chinese raccoon if he found one of those. Sparky just wanted to argue. He’s been watching too many of those Youtube videos of senators grilling Trump’s cabinet nominees.