Trouble Starts with Telephone
So this afternoon Mom was on another annoying conference call during our snack time. She also seemed stressed so naturally I decided to help.
I took up position behind her monitor and started to chew at her power cord - this is always a real attention-getter. All of a sudden I noticed this vile bitter taste on my tasty power cord. I took a little lick at the narrow, but very desirable iPhone charger and it tasted bad too!
I'd have sworn Mom looked - smug and satisfied. Surely I misjudged her.
She did nothing to end her conference call and dole out our snacks. Greyson and I were getting hungry! So as I wandered through Dad's office on the way to my empty dish I spotted the Mother Lode of cords under his desk!
I am generally forbidden to go under his desk and suddenly I knew why. It was like a buffet!
Meanwhile in the office... Mom noticed our house line suddenly go off the hook. After she got off her call, and tended to our needs, she began to search for the off the hook phone.
Heh, heh. Who knew if you chewed through the modem cord it would cause such a fuss? Best part is there is a tasty NEW cord under Dad's desk with my name on it. Thanks Mom, you shouldn't have!
Mom here: I did not get the cord for you Quill! It has already been fumigated with bitter spray and another trip to the hardware store for counter measures is planned. He is such a good boy, but little cords and strings bring out the troublemaker in Mr. Quillbert J. Naughtyman. We have all variety of plastic sheaths cord covers, but Quill is a cord hunter and finds our vulnerabilities in the tiny back area you can't even imagine he can get into. He is big - but his ways are small and crafty. I so worry he is going to shock himself!
The bitter spray is new in the war and it does seem to be helping. He had not chewed in awhile. Then he was not feeling well a couple weeks ago and he got back to trying. I've been giving them treats with grass because I wonder if he is trying to eat grass-like items.