Why ink pens are not chew toys.


A little while back I got a phone call from my friend Erin asking if she could bring Jackson over to have his picture taken. Sure, who not. Apparently, Jackson had gotten a hold of an ink pen and tried to use it to turn himself into a dalmation. Judging from the pictures, he nearly succeeded. I love how even his tongue was speckled. Miraculously there was not a single drop of ink anywhere in Erin’s house. Jackson did a really good job of keeping it all on himself. This was just too funny not to share!


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Just as happy as he could be…

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Poor Jackson… he has such eclectic taste in chew toys. My purse, Erin’s ipod, and now ink pens! Many baths later, he still has traces of ink stain in his hair.

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