I was recently at a party that a colleague was hosting, and she was nice enough to host my children as well. She even brought out some toys that were geared towards my kids despite the fact that her own kiddos are well on their way to all grown up status. This seemed beyond the call of duty, so I thanked her profoundly and, as I was doing so, I caught a quick flash of something in my peripheral vision, or, as I like to call it, “mommy vision”.
I did a double take, and as I took that second look, I saw my youngest had ditched the toys provided and gone for a green dragon squeaky toy. On a third look, I realized that this was a toy most likely intended for a pooch and had probably seen its time between a dog’s teeth and gums.
Now, two things you should know:
1. I’m not much of a germaphobe;
2. She is my second child.
This combination helped me curb my reaction from running over to her, ripping it out of her hands and dumping her in an antibacterial gel bath. Instead, I glanced back to the person I was talking to, finished my thought and casually walked over to her, taking it from her and saying, “Let me find something else for you to play with”.
Remember how you would do this with your puppy? Same concept.
Don’t get me wrong, finding my dog’s Nylabone in my daughter’s mouth is not something I’m comfortable with or encouraging. It’s gross. I’m assuming you would feel the same.
So, there are things we can do to deter the dog from taking your son’s stuffed bear and coating it in a layer of their slobber or de-stuffing your daughter’s favorite dolly leaving behind an undeniable “skin suit”:
I’m only kidding on the third… well, sort of.
Finally, when you see your baby’s pacifier in your dog’s mouth: