My hubby bugged me about writing a post about him. Seriously, he did. Mentioning him in some of my posts isn’t enough for him. He wants a whole blog dedicated to him. Wish I had a picture of him to post(still need to figure out that digital camera).
Since I don’t have a picture. I borrowed the one below from the web. It describes him best.
Isn’t he cute.
Okay. Enough of that. I wanted to write about his pet, Fluffy.
Fluffy is round and harry. Soft and spoiled, too. This animal loves to be rubbed and eat. It’s got the appetite of locust going through a corn field.
His pet is one of the biggest snackers I know. In fact, my hubby stores a cupboard full of food items that Fluffy will only eat(not for No-No snacks). Twizzlers. Pretzels. Sweet Kettle Popcorn. Chips. Chinese rice crackers. Kit Kat Bars.
There’s even a special place in the freezer for his pet’s food. Ben and Jerry’s Cherry Garcia. Haagan Das Chocolate ice cream. Ice cream sandwiches. Hope I didn’t forget anything.
Where ever my hubby goes, Fluffy goes. They’re inseparable. They go to work together. They watch T.V. together. They eat together. And, it’s the only animal in the house that’s allowed in bed with us even though it growls sometimes through out the night. My hubby says its better than having Honey Bear or Sir-Poops-A-Lot a/k/a Baby in bed because his pet doesn’t squirm and itch himself all night. Whatever.
I borrowed another picture from the web that best describes what his pet looks like.
Yup. That’s my hubby’s pet, Fluffy.