Ick, ick, ICK!
Molly likes to chew on her leash. She’s gnawed through her first puppy leash, her first “big girl dog” leash, the leather leash they gave us at puppy class, and, most recently, the expensive purple polka-dot fancy-pants leash I bought her at a boutique on Armitage (I know, I am aware that I am now [...]
