Pop Quiz For The Ladies
But not the squeamish ones.
Care to hazard a guess as to what this used to be?
Bonus points for what happened to it.
Correct answers win you absolutely nothing, except the satisfaction of being right. Plus, very likely a hearty guffaw at my embarrassment, and the $25 it’s going to cost me to replace it. Consider it a little Friday gift, from me to you.
All shall be revealed in the comments. Commence speculation.
Comments
Did a dog chew up your diva cup?
That’s my guess: diva cup.
I am with the ladies above.
Yup. That’s an expensive chew toy!
I love my cup. No dogs at my house (sadly), so mine’s lasted 5 years now!
Yeah, I am thinking an animal got hold of the Diva Cup!
Diva cup chewed up by the pups!
Why am I not surprised that you all got it so quickly? Although, I am a little suspicious and appalled. Perhaps, this has happened to more dog owning women than I thought.
Anyone care to fess up?
Yes, The Death of the Diva (Cup). Equal thanks being given to Terrier and Pug. When you are rushing around getting ready for your birthday party, and realize you should relocate that little gem from your medicine cabinet to somewhere even more discreet, but are sidetracked, and manage to leave it for a moment too long on an apparently too low surface. Then you wonder why the dogs are being so good and quiet in the backyard, and hey why do they look like they are chewing bubble gum?
Thats how Diva Cups die.
bwahaha.
When Tess was young — say, up until she was two or maybe three — she had a thing for women’s underwear. Something about the … odor? … was just irresistible to her. She would steal my panties and those of my teenage stepdaughter out of the laundry, carry them off, and chew the crotches right out.
It was definitely something pheromonal, because the underwear of male adults and pre-pubescent females held no allure. And we’re not talking blood, here, either — just regular unstained underwear.
I was so glad that she outgrew that … compulsion. Because not only does all that new underwear take a significant toll on the budget, but it’s embarrassing to explain to one’s female houseguests that unzipped suitcases are not safe from the resident Panty Thief.
That was my first guess too, a Diva Cup! Half-tempted to invest in one myself and save myself the hassle and expense of pads, do they have your recommendation?
Beyond the dog chewing hazard, which you wouldnt have to to worry about Van, they totally have my recommendation. Sooooo much nicer. My first thought when I realized the destruction was, “how long do I have before I have to get a replacement?”
I will just say that it’s even more embarrassing when the dog brings the diva cup into the living room in the middle of a party and begins chewing it publicly there, so your daughters run in to the kitchen where you’re cooking, and they’re barely able to speak through their laughter, saying, “Mom! Mom! I thi-hi-hink you’d be-ha-be-ha-tter come see this!”. Just sayin.