Happiness. It's relative.

Hello.
I am Swirl.
I am being called money hungry. Maybe because I ate sixty dollars, more or less, last night. I ate part of another twenty, but I was too tired and full to finish it. It took a long time to get all those bills out of the wallet.
Today, I am very thirsty. And sluggish.
The wallet was on the dresser for a long time, and I didn’t care. But then it spoke to me. I ate the money and then the wallet and all the cards and I laid down together on my bed.
It was transformative.

next round of drinks and dinner is on swirl!
Yes! For sure.
Dear Swirl,
You make me smile and also fear for your well being. Pooping dollar bills can be dangerous. Plus I am not sure how mom and dad feel about this. Love endures but….
Bad Dog!!
Oh Swirl! I think you’ve reached a new extreme with this one. Please try to stick to dog toys going forward.
It’s actually his second wallet. He ate a credit card and driver’s license AND cash with the first. 🙁
Oh my! Clearly it’s getting hard to keep the list straight as it grows.
Oh, Swirl. Maybe you should stick to crayons. That’s what my lab used to eat. The bonus=vivid stool colors!
It’d be great if his chewed things have a theme – but his only theme is complete randomness. He ate one of my Outlander socks last week. Big on newspaper, bills, handles of screw drivers……