As per Wikepedia, "Pica is a medical disorder characterized by an appetite for substances largely non-nutritive (e.g., coal, soil, chalk, paper, soap, etc.)" Seriously. And you thought your mom cooked up some questionable meals as a kid growing up? For those of you interested in unnatural medical disorders (such as myself) you can read more about it here.
So why blog about a strange, slightly hilarious medical condition?
I think Sullivan has pica. Why do I think that? Particularly because Hubs and I spend the majority of our waking hours asking/shouting/muttering, "Sullivan, WHAT ARE YOU EATING?"
And more times than not, it is one or more of the following items:
- elastic hair ties
- toilet paper (preferably straight from the roll)
- bubble wrap
- underwear (direct from the laundry basket)
- Q-tips (only if they've been used and discarded in the trash bin, (ew gross!))
- UGGS (tall, chocolate please. the short sand ones don't taste as good)
- alcohol pads (that mom continually fails to remove from her scrub pockets after work!)
- dryer sheets
- shoelaces (only while being tied)
- sunglasses (forget the cheap ones left behind by somebody at a dinner party one night, mom's Von Zippers, straight from hawaii, taste the best)
- decorative wicker baskets (and whatever they contain)
- twist ties
- and cell phones (only when ringing)
So much for spending such an exorbitant amount of money on fancy, new fangled top-of-the-line dog toys. There's clearly plenty of fun and exciting (and cheap!) things to chew on around the house!
one of our dogs, Rubi totally loves my sisters high heels. Not her ugly-ass work shoes from payless, but the 4 inch tan leather steve maddens... and bras, I catch her with them all the time. She is such a girl! gotta love dogs though. the spice of life!
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