The Eraser Gets Erased
This is what’s left of my inch-long eraser after I caught Casper eating it yesterday afternoon.
I heard him chewing on something behind me for about an hour, then finally realized I hadn’t given him anything TO chew on.
These two little nubs were all I could rescue from his pint-sized jaws of death.
He should have some pretty interesting looking poop in the next day or so…unless the eraser erases it.