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Behold: my new Acorn Sheepskin-Collar slippers.

It's like walking around on two furry clouds. (And affordable! Only $43.15 at Sierra Trading!)

There's just one problem . . . apparently furry lambskin slippers are to pugs what red flags are to bulls. They move them to attack. And not an ordinary sort of attack. Oh, no. Slippers require special fighting skills.

When Zoe attacks one of Sam's teddy bears, she tends to come at it head on, thrashes it around a bit by the neck and then settles down to rip to rip the stuffing out, pausing only to nap with all four paws sticking straight up.

She goes after my slippers in a different way altogether. First of all, she only attacks when I'm wearing them. Then, she sneaks around behind me, and then comes flying at the slippers, legs outstretched, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon style, a menacing growl in her throat. She attaches herself to my slipper like a mongoose wrestling a snake, resisting all attempts to dislodge her from it.

The sound effect goes something like this:

ME: shuffling along happily in my fuzzy slippers

ZOE: ROARRRRRRR!!!!

ME: ACK!!!! ZOE!!!! STOP IT!!! GET OFF!!! THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE!!!!

Posted 30 December 2008 at 09:24 AM